Convo with middle kid

Dang I love my little middle man. He is game for anything. 'Anything' in this case being staining the floor in our new place at an ungodly hour.
-will post something about *the floor* soon-
So we use up what stain we have, clean up and lock the house,and head out.

On the drive home we start discussing:

• the milky way
• potential methods of removing the cheap bubble gum stuck on face after an exploding bubble that currently makes him appear to have dirt smears around his mouth
• left-turning lanes and finally... 
• the artistic potential of clumping cat litter

Perhaps the stain fumes got to our heads a little.