|Don't be fooled, this is really an alien disguised as a cute toddler.|
After the novelty and glue wore off, I took the lashes and put them away in their cute little case for safekeeping. Then, I sort of forget about them until tonight. Pete and I had a dinner date with some friends and I was feeling all glamorous again. So I went to put on the little lashies and they were not in their case! Dum...dum...dum...
I also noted that there was a seriously large glob of toothpaste on the counter next to the empty case. Our bathroom suddenly morphed into a crime scene as I followed a trail of minty tooth polish on the floor. The trail ended abruptly at the toilet, where it looked like someone had used a week's worth of toilet paper in a failed attempt to wipe up the Colgate carnage. This looked like the work of a real professional.
With my eyelashes missing and a toilet paper mache sculpture left behind, I needed answers and quick. I questioned a couple of the older monkeys, but they were most unhelpful. Then, I caught a whiff of peppermint as Mr. Toddler Toes twinkled by. Hmmm..I had found my number one suspect, and the evidence was stacked against him.
So I asked, "Have you seen Mommy's eyelashes? They were on the counter in our bathroom."
"Oh yes!" he said.
"Did you touch them?" I inquired.
"Where are they?" I pried.
"They are in my playroom." he said.
"Will you find them for me?" I pleaded.
"No, they are really lost, Mommy. You need to get some new ones." he said in his most matter-a-fact voice.
I still have not found those lashes and I have searched his playroom several times.
I think that he ate them.
I guess we will find out soon enough. What goes in, must come out. That is sure to be one glamorous poop.