This is a sampling of how my day has gone:
"No, son, we DO NOT play in the toilet, there's millions of germs and we certainly DO NOT splash the water on Mommy."
"No, son, we do not push Lola down when she has a toy you want. Is that a good choice?"
"Are you supposed to pull all of the tissues out of the box? No, sir!"
"You do not get in your wipey box and eat the baby wipes! Stop biting Mommy, these things could give you the trots!"
"You are going to the island of safety, (the pack-n-play), until Mommy calms down."
And, after all of that, the little stinker said "Momma" for the first time.
I'm a big puddle of lovey goo now.
I think I'm also in big, big trouble.
1 comment:
Just wait until he learns how to put one end of the toilet paper into the toilet and flush it. Then comes the shaving cream and cat food etc etc. Toilet's are fun! Whawhooooooooooooooooooooooooo
Little boys have more genius at toilet play than little girls- in my opinion.
My cousin Matt use to draw big eye balls, with red veins on them, and put them there in the toilet, looking up at you!!! OK, just try going to the bath room with eye balls looking up at your butt!!!
Matt grew up to be an amazing person of extraordinary intellectual power as manifested in creative activity. And to think the toilet was his first out let of the mine. Very Sigman Fradian I would think.
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