If I am home with Noah and it is suddenly too quiet, I know something is wrong.
While putting away laundry today, I noticed that my shadow was not right next to me and that I did not hear him playing downstairs. When I found him, he had taken all of the toilet paper rolls out of the new package of toilet paper and was tearing them apart.
My frustration was split evenly between the mess and the money going down the drain on what I paid for the 2 ply necessity.
By the way, if you come to my house and use the downstairs bathroom in the next few days, you will see a mound of toilet paper scraps sitting on the shelf. It will be used up and will not be thrown away.
Yesterday, after changing Noah's dirty diaper in the evening, I let him be diaperless for a few minutes. After all, it was almost bath time so why waste a diaper?
Um, yeah, I should have wasted a diaper.
It only took a few minutes for me to hear, "Mommy, my finger is wet with poop." Excuse me?
I found him upstairs, standing near my desk, with poop on his fingers. My eyes then drifted to my desk chair, where there was a pile of soft feces.
I wanted to scream and run out the door, and never come back.
Instead, I pulled it together and cleaned up the little monster. And my desk chair.
Tonight was a memorable one. Noah came out of his room, saying something about having to use the bathroom. Because he never means it and because I was distracted helping Abby finish up her final book report (last 2nd grade report-hooray!), I did not really pay attention. Within seconds I heard a crash, followed by a scream. Then I heard Caleb yell, "Mom, Noah slammed the toilet seat on his penis!"
Are you freaking kidding me?
Images of blood and tips being broken off and a life with no grandchildren filled my mind as I raced up the stairs. My poor little guy was in so much pain (no kidding) and it was not a pretty sight. After much calming down and a little ice, I think he is okay. Time will tell how he heals.
I really hope this does not affect his future potty training issues.
Oh Noah, life is never boring with you.
|After he broke the blinds on the back door|