Well, as if the glitter wasn't enough a few days ago, Paulchen got into some onion dip today. That was really fun. It was this time that Paul finally learned it really only takes a minute or two for Paulchen to cause so much trouble. Paul came to hang out with me in our bedroom as I woke up. While we talked, we heard some squealing and were happy. Boy were we dense. Then Paulchen came in with a butter knife covered in white goop. All I could think was he got into the mayonaise and there was now a broken jar on the kitchen floor.
Paul stepped out of our room and started exclaiming. I told him I didn't want to see, just tell me. I eventually looked. Ava was weraing some of the white goop. It turns out Paulchen found the French Onion Dip in the fridge and "iced" Ava with it. The rest of the tub was upside-down on the kitchen floor.
