I was in the middle of my shower, yesterday, when I realized I needed the new bottle of conditioner that was under the sink. Of course, I dripped water all over the floor, in my quest for the conditioner. Cest la vie. Worse things have happened. Since my son has become potty trained, I've had to clean/disinfect my bathroom floor so many times, that I wasn't going to bother to do it again for a little bit of water. It'll dry.
Later, after I was dressed, and sitting at the computer, my son comes out to living room (after having gone potty) . Here's the following conversation:
son -- "dah foor id all wedt. I din' do it mama. I don know why id wedt."
me -- "I know, honey. It's from Mamma's shower. Don't worry about it. It's okay."
son -- "keep dah wader in da dtub, mamma! Da wadter sday in da dtub."
me (after I'm done giggling) -- "yes. You're right. Thank you."
son (stern, but forgiving) -- "otay!"
Even now, I'm cracking up as I write this. Can anybody guess what conversations we have when he's taking a bath?!
2 comments:
This is funny. Working with children on a daily basis, I can only imagine the bathtub conversations. I will also note that you wouldn't believe what the children tell us everyday. If the parents only knew what we knew about them, they would be pretty embarrassed;)
I feel it important to note that half the things Elizabeth tells my best friend and her husband, when they watch her, are merely half-truths. She either gets the store confused, or is outright fabricating. IE) Mom doesn't feed me. --She meant to say that She hadn't eaten her dinner.
:-p teehee I can only imagine the stories you hear, both true and fabricated.
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