why I might need mental health assistance

Okay, lets start with this:

One day we decided to throw out all the old toys. We found an Ariel head, you know the ones you can do their hair? Well, Em decides to cut her hair to look like hers. Only it doesn't look so great so she decides to just give her a hack job. Then she decides to take her out and shoot BB's at her.

next is this...

Em decides to take a walk to the stables. I make her take my phone.

About 15 minutes later I get a call:

"MOM! Bring me a bag, quick! I found a nest and I think it might have a bird in it"

The mental heath issue I have is that I jumped in the car and brought her a bag so she could bring this home:

As cute as this may be he wanted to climb higher. I made him come down.

This is a picture of Em. She claims that it was really cold out and her nose turned red.

There really isn't anything wrong with this picture, I just wanted to post it because I just got a pedicure and I like how my foot looks.

The reason for this post comes from these next few pictures.

Have you ever been to Bath and Body and seen the soap they have in a can? This year it was Gingerbread spice and Gilly got a can for Christmas.

I walk in the bathroom to find this.

What I think is an entire can is squirted out on the floor.

I laughed a little and told him to clean it up. Then I told him that its a terrible waste and the reason we are in a global warming crisis is because little boys like you are using up entire cans of squirt soap in one bathing. Then I walked out.

When I walked back in a few seconds later this is what I found.

AGAIN

Turns out it wasn't the entire can in the first picture. Just half.

Can you see him hiding behind the curtain?

need a closer look?

oh, yeah. He knows he's in trouble

Thank goodness I have this guy to keep me sane.