So, I'm sitting here on a Sunday afternoon feeding Kathryn in her high chair. In walks Joseph with a pencil thin mustache and a little spot under his lower lip colored with a black marker. Before I can say anything, he decides to launch a first strike vehement defense .
"I DO NOT know how it happened, Dad, I have no idea how this happened!."
Good thing picture day was last week!
Kathryn is skeptical of his defense. She's caught on quickly.
