Yesterday, I decided to let Collin "decorate" the little Christmas tree that he has in his room. We have a little baggie of craft pom-poms that he's been obsessively hoarding in ones and twos this week and I thought, eh why not use them for something useful?

Um, this is why. I went to the bathroom.

Not that this isn't an insurmountable mess but holy crap. He says he was making an alligator (well actually, an aggiggiger, but same difference).

He had fun anyway.

I love that his "smile" is still so cheesy.

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