No Teddy Grahams in Jail

Sorry kids, they just don't serve Teddy Grahams in jail.

Someone, as per my children, evidently sneaked into the house (their grammar) and this person, despite all the opportunities available to her, decided to do something odd. This person thought it would be nice to have some juicy lips. Yes indeed, sounded strange to me too.

So this person, sneaked into the girls room when they were sleeping. This person went into the stash of chapsticks and took one out. At this point, the person with the dry lips got distracted. I still am not clear on the details since they don't make any sense, but the person with the dry lips got distracted by the floor. Specifically, the rug on the floor.

And apparently, though this person who sneaked into our house was suffering mightily from dry lips, so much so that she risked the police being called on her by sneaking into our home, this person with layers of dry skin peeling off her mouth and flapping in the wind decided it would be a good idea to draw on the rug with the chapstick instead. Pink chapstick. Yup.

Not my kids. A person who sneaked in. That is their story and they are sticking to it.