(Attempting to tame D's hair that is sticking up as usual) Me: Okay let's let it sit wet for a minute then we will comb it. (puttering about doing morning stuff) D: what are you waiting for? (gets out a comb and start combing as I leave the room) (return) Me: OH! Look, you got it go down! Good job! D: Yeah, dats what I used my soap for. See Scooby Doo soap made it go down, dats what you do. Me: (eyes wide) Dear Lord (smh) D: what? dats what you do.
Let
me set the stage: it's nap time, I hear doors opening and closing for
the second time, I go check what's going on. The bathroom light is on,
there is a little boy with my lip medicine in one hand rubbing it on his
butt, my rug is turned over, his underwear are on the counter, clothes
are on the floor, there are bits of toilet paper with poop in the trash
and on the floor and then I see my guest
towel with a nice brown stain on it as well. I guess you figured out
why the rug was turned over too. Yeah. So that just happened and as much
as I wish I was peaceful and understanding...I wasn't. My fever blister
medicine was on his butt! He says "Nonni, just calm down." Lol I have,
it's funny now, but I am afraid I may have to redecorate my bathroom
because I'm scarred for life.
"I was gonna be upset about coming here cause we're gonna be here for the longest time. I'm sad cause I can't play with my friends outside, but I'm gonna be a big boy about it..." D 4yo