The other day my seven year old son came in the room where I was reading and proudly announced, “I just peed in the bathtub!”
I put down the newspaper. “What? Why?”
“Because my sister was using the toilet and I needed to pee really bad.”
This conversation would make perfect sense…if we didn’t have two other toilets.
The next afternoon, he was eating some grapes when he dropped his entire bowl on the floor. Because we have two dogs, there is no such thing as a five-second rule in this house. My husband told him to go wash off the grapes before eating any more of them.
After a few minutes my son returned with any empty bowl.
I asked, “Where are your grapes?”
“I put them down the drain.”
I hesitantly asked, “In the kitchen sink?”
“No. In the bathroom.”
My BBQ skewers have never come in so handy.