Blue in the Face?

So today after lunch, T was helping his mom sort through a stack of mail that had accumulated on the counter. T's mom does not like such clutter and so he was being a good little boy by helping her get rid of it. Of recent, T very much likes the sound of crinkling and ripping paper (just ask a couple of his poor books), so this job was quite enjoyable. T's mom gave him a very sturdy piece of mail that she felt could not be harmed by T. She was wrong. Very wrong. After only a matter of moments, she glanced over at T who had managed to dismember a few pieces of the parcel and had also given these pieces some of his famous sloppy kisses. The result.....a quite delighted little boy sporting a bluish-blackish ink beard. Lesson learned! On a side note: the beard was partially cleaned up before T's mom thought about capturing the moment on film :)