A Funny Wednesday Story
Okay this story is just too good to pass up. So I will type it out to you my blog world, while Kaden is in the shower.
Let me preface this by saying that the toilet seat is an ongoing reminder in our home. I remind him every once in awhile but I don't really harp on him about it because right now I have bigger fish to fry, so to speak. Such as ya know, reading, writing, being nice to people, etc.
SO I was enjoying a beautiful Wednesday morning, despite somehow hurting my neck, in a nice warm shower. Relaxing, washing my hair, brushing my teeth... and the usual routine is that when I brush my teeth I call Kaden in to brush his teeth too. He's used to it and listens for it, and today was no exception.
So I called him in to brush his teeth, he put his toothpaste on his toothbrush and started brushing. Keep in mind that he was in his IronMan costume, complete with helmet and protective goggles because he had been playing soldier. Apparently he wanted to sit down and brush, so he went to sit down on the toilet. And because when he went potty last he left the seat and lid up on the toilet, he sat directly into the water. Not just a gentle sit to remind him that the seat wasn't there (ladies you all know what I'm talking about) but a full force PLOP because as a little boy he can't do anything gently, he has to bang everything and throw himself down instead of sitting down.
He was SO upset. Screaming bloody murder upset. Angry at the world and how dare someone do this to him upset. He was PISSED off. (And on - HA!) I had to close the shower door to keep him from seeing my smile, because that would have compounded things even more.
I gently reminded him that HE was the one that left the seat up, so if he was going to be angry, he needed to be upset with himself and learn from it. He then of course couldn't possibly get his costume off because it was ruined and stuck to his body, and because the world doesn't have enough drama already, he pulled at the arms trying to show me how stuck it really was. I helped him take it off and he is now in the shower.
I had to write this story somewhere because A. it's funny and I figured someone out there could use a hump day laugh and B. it will be a story to retell over and over again to remind him to put the damn seat down. And lid. Maybe one day when he's married he will remember this day... and his IronMan costume ALL wet in the back. I would have taken pictures but I was all wet (from the shower, not the toilet) and he would have been even MORE upset if he saw the camera come out. So for this story words will have to suffice.
Happy Wednesday!
Let me preface this by saying that the toilet seat is an ongoing reminder in our home. I remind him every once in awhile but I don't really harp on him about it because right now I have bigger fish to fry, so to speak. Such as ya know, reading, writing, being nice to people, etc.
SO I was enjoying a beautiful Wednesday morning, despite somehow hurting my neck, in a nice warm shower. Relaxing, washing my hair, brushing my teeth... and the usual routine is that when I brush my teeth I call Kaden in to brush his teeth too. He's used to it and listens for it, and today was no exception.
So I called him in to brush his teeth, he put his toothpaste on his toothbrush and started brushing. Keep in mind that he was in his IronMan costume, complete with helmet and protective goggles because he had been playing soldier. Apparently he wanted to sit down and brush, so he went to sit down on the toilet. And because when he went potty last he left the seat and lid up on the toilet, he sat directly into the water. Not just a gentle sit to remind him that the seat wasn't there (ladies you all know what I'm talking about) but a full force PLOP because as a little boy he can't do anything gently, he has to bang everything and throw himself down instead of sitting down.
He was SO upset. Screaming bloody murder upset. Angry at the world and how dare someone do this to him upset. He was PISSED off. (And on - HA!) I had to close the shower door to keep him from seeing my smile, because that would have compounded things even more.
I gently reminded him that HE was the one that left the seat up, so if he was going to be angry, he needed to be upset with himself and learn from it. He then of course couldn't possibly get his costume off because it was ruined and stuck to his body, and because the world doesn't have enough drama already, he pulled at the arms trying to show me how stuck it really was. I helped him take it off and he is now in the shower.
I had to write this story somewhere because A. it's funny and I figured someone out there could use a hump day laugh and B. it will be a story to retell over and over again to remind him to put the damn seat down. And lid. Maybe one day when he's married he will remember this day... and his IronMan costume ALL wet in the back. I would have taken pictures but I was all wet (from the shower, not the toilet) and he would have been even MORE upset if he saw the camera come out. So for this story words will have to suffice.
Happy Wednesday!

