So today I thought I’d do something outrageous…. and use the toilet alone. You mommies out there know how crucial a privilege (and rare occasion) this is. Not even the dog was allowed in. My justification: “He’s busy. I’m quick. What could go wrong?” …heh heh heh. Silly mommy.
I wasn’t even finished ::ahem:: before my two-year-old, Zachary, burst into the tiny hall bathroom I was hiding in– but the look on his face spoke emergency-status volumes. He needed my attention and he needed it now. The mess on his hands and bottom told me why… thank goodness I was next to a bath tub and could plunk him right in… without getting up. <Thanks for picturing it.>
In the 2.3 minutes Zachary was unattended, he put 9 stickers on the dog. Ate half a Milkbone.™ Shit in the sideyard. And fell in it. He was proudly proclaiming “I DOGGY! I DOGGY!” I was so appalled I wasn’t sure whether to laugh at him, punish him, or what. This is his first episode of this kind– I mean, he’s mischief, but he’s not usually FOUL… I’m told it is the first of many. Sweet lord, I’m glad we keep a gallon of Lysol™ on hand! It’s too bad I can’t bathe the kid in it…
Zac is now clean and clothed, and needless to say, “Nekkid Friday” is OVER. I will now be spending the rest of my morning trying to find and disinfect whatever he touched in the path from the sideyard to the bathroom.
Oh, and…The dog is still wearing stickers.
Please comment below the craziest, messiest stunt your toddler has ever pulled!