That's what he said he was drawing on my new closet door. Just try keeping a straight face when your two year old says 'fiery fist o' pain'. I dare you. It can't be done. He did not get spanked for this. "Why?", you ask. Because it was my fault. "Your fault?", you inquire. Yes. I didn't give him the marker and tell him to draw on the door, but I saw him with the marker earlier and didn't put it away high enough. I then proceeded to ignore him (i.e. got busy elsewhere) and gave him his chance. I would have spanked my first child, but now I take pictures, explain that we just draw on paper, and help him clean it up. See, I've learned through painful experience one of the grand secrets of life: don't ignore the little voice in your head. For example: you see your keys lying in an accessible place. A little voice says, "you should put those up". You ignore the voice, and your keys are found three years later under your front porch. Or for a more recent example: I see my new bottle of eye makeup remover on the bathroom counter. "Put it away" says the little voice. When I walk in the bathroom this morning and find it nearly empty, who do I have to blame? Me.
What I Learned...
4 years ago
6 comments:
Do you ever get angry at the little voice? Such as- Why didn't you tell me soon OR louder? Mostly I end up kicking myself for ignoring it. Good post!
I ignored the little voice and had a little stamp of a pumpkin 2 feet from the ground around my entire house...every foot or so...and I mean the entire house...I think perhaps at the time I was blogging...I guess I need to limit my time on the computer.
Is this your super expensive eye makeup remover, or was it just the makeup that was expensive? This will only make it more or less painful though. I just lost my brand new lipstick and I'm feeling the pain of it; not because it was super expensive, but because I have to drive SO FAR for it to not be super expensive...and the shade! the shade was perfect!
You are so funny!
Yesterday, (what was I doing. . .folding laundry, that's it) I was folding laundry and realized that my little man had slipped from the room unnoticed. (Granted, this little man is 4 - still it hasn't seemed put the brakes on any of his schemes.) Same little voice. Lately he's been in my bathroom making "soup" in old halloween buckets with our bath products. This time he was in his bedroom (because I told him that under no circumstances was I going to find him in my bathroom again. . .) and it smelled so nice. Lotion. . .bucket. . ."What is that yellow fluid? What is that Q?"
With a smile, he says. . ."pee."
He is SO cute. My son just barely decorated his room and his sister's dresser with a whole roll of paper towels and the next day with toilet paper. At least it was all clean!!!
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