My son had just finished eating lunch. He had a brown ring of pudding around his mouth. It looked absolutely ridiculous.
"Come here, buddy," I said. "Let me wipe your face."
"No! Leave it!"
"Why? You're filthy!"
"It's frog bait."
On another note: Sequel to the doggy kong story: If you recall, the dog genious threw his kong down our vent. My husband dismembered the vent in the basement today and recovered the kong. Big hassle, but at least we don't have to worry about our house blowing up!