Our Little Houdini

While sitting next to Owen during dinner the other night, I was horrified to notice that the inside of his ear was black with dirt.

"You have dirt in your ear!" I exclaimed. He smiled at me. "Have you been putting dirt in your ears?" I asked, totally kidding and positive I was just a negligent mother who had probably overlooked washing the insides of his ears for the past 5 years. 

"Yeah!" Owen beamed. "At grandma's! I put dirt in my ear! I was doing magic!"

And if his trick was that the dirt stayed in his ear, through showers and even swimming lessons, then he has a future in magic.