minty fresh

i know that i haven't written an update in a while, but i promise to get back on track. I have some great stories backlogged but i figured i would get this one out while it is fresh in my mind.

yesterday, i came home from work and sat down on the couch to relax (my daily routine that helps me clear my mind of work stuff and shift my focus to home life). kristopher came downstairs to say hello and to see if i had brought him a snack (see previous posts regarding his thoughts on my job). he messed around a bit, told me a few things about his day and then went back upstairs. i jumped into my usual routine of cleaning/cooking and after dinner, i went back to my place on the couch and asked kristopher to take out the trash. he came down and leaned over the back of the other couch.

that's when i smelled it: MINT. and it was strong. and it was in close proximity to my nose. it smelled familiar. i sniffed and sniffed until i realized that it was the minty freshness of none other than TOOTHPASTE!! i glanced at Kristopher and had to do a double take. there he was: with a full fledged toothpaste mask on his face! below is what transpired after the revelation:

me (looking at him in disbelief): "what in the world is that on your face?!"

him (with a green gel AIM toothpaste mask spread all over his face so that the only things not covered were his eyes and his mouth): "well, lorenzo told me that if you don't want to get zits then you put toothpaste on your face." *(lorenzo is my sixteen year old know it all nephew who lives in ny with my mom)

me (still looking on in disbelief): “you are supposed to DAB at a pimple with the PASTY white kind of toothpaste. not the GEL kind. and you are certainly not supposed to put it over your entire face!”
(now i am all about a beauty regimen but he should have asked first. he just cant do everything that his cousins tell him).

him (eyes (or what I could see of his eyes) widened in terror: “what is this going to do to me? Is this going to do something bad to my face?”

me (deciding to give him a little shock): “well, I have never done dabs with gel toothpaste and I don’t know what’s in that stuff. so who knows? it will probably leave you speckled. oh, and by the way, don’t come looking for mine when you run out of toothpaste.”

him (racing upstairs to jump in the shower): “oh MA!! why didn’t you tell me??”

i wish that i had the camera handy to capture that picture but at least his skin smells minty fresh. :)