Eli's becoming a sneaky crafty little boy. While I was innocently taking a nap yesterday Eli came up with this plan to trap me.Me1 is me before the encounter. The trap is set with candy in the middle. Notice the rope and pulley system with Eli at the other end ready to pull the rope. Me2 is me caught in the trap.
Before I saw this plan Eli asked if we could go buy the things for his plan. I asked him what he needed and he told me. I said "no." Eli then showed me the plan. I was a little shocked to be the prey in this scheme of his! He then said, "Mom are you ever going to buy me the things to make this plan?" I said "no" and he said, "ok, then just don't eat my candy!" Hmm I didn't think that I'd eaten that much of his candy!
Don't you love my hair though?! Pretty crazy.
That is pretty frikkin' awesome.
ReplyDeleteEven though you don't say so, I'm officially giving Eli the diagnosis of "Evil Genius".
I am laughing so hard. You need to be stopped obviously. You should just go buy him the things that he needs so he can do his plan. I want to see what happens.
ReplyDeleteWhy does Eli have two mommies? Is there something you aren't telling us?
ReplyDeleteI agree with Ben. He is a little evil genius.
Evil Genius?
ReplyDeleteHere's the real story:
http://scarbellysrevenge.blogspot.com/2008/11/elis-master-plan.html
First of all, I LOVE that you were taking a nap. Now I don't feel guilty. Second, can you say genius boy? That is great! I love the illustration. Don't you love kids who can entertain themselves while you are sleeping?
ReplyDeleteI always love your blog. Your hair was right in style!
ReplyDeleteLove Grandma
Has Stewart started construction on Eli's lair yet?
ReplyDeleteThat is the funniest blog I've read in a long time.
ReplyDeleteYou have the funniest kid! Roy and I always laugh at Eli's creative ways!
ReplyDeleteHow funny! Eli is such a cute guy and very smart! You are an awesome mom to him! I also understand about the kids candy. Just ask the sister sitting next to me in Relief Society yesterday!:)
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