My eldest son has inherited and developed some personality extremes. He is extremely bright (got that from me), extremely handsome (his dad), extremely stubborn (me again), extremely short-tempered (paternal grandfather) and extremely sensitive. Last night he was also extremely tired.
I've been burning the candle at both ends with three part-time jobs (my excuse for neglecting my blog). Last night I was up until past 2am sorting music. I decided to call it a night, turned out the lights and went into the bathroom to pee. As per usual in our one-seater household, my son's pee-dar kicked in. You see, he has a sixth sense about when you're in the bathroom and generally waits until those moments to nearly have an accident. Perhaps it's just the power of suggestion. Regardless, I was peeing at 2:15 am this morning when my child came rushing into the bathroom with an urgent need to pee. So, I promptly finished up and exited. It was then that he decided he'd like to pick a fight with me.
"You made the bathroom stinky!!!"
"I just peed."
"IT STILL STINKS!"
"I'm sorry, I wasn't expecting you. What are you going to do?"
"YOU NEED TO CLEAN IT!!!"
"Alright--there, all done" (can of lysol is a handy tool).
"NO! YOU NEED TO MOP!!!"
He didn't really want me to clean or mop, he really just wanted to argue. I called his bluff.
"Alright, let me get a mop."
"No! Now you left, you can't go back in!"
"Alright, I'll wait here with my mop. What are you going to do?"
"I NEED TO GO POTTY!!!"
"Great, have at it."
"NO! IT'S STINKY! YOU ARE MAKING ME STAY IN THE HALL! I'M GOING TO HAVE AN ACCIDENT!"
"Gee, that's terrible. What are you going to do about it?" I tried terribly not to giggle--it was hilarious in it's ridiculousness.
More screaming ensued. I think he was particularly miffed I didn't start arguing. Shortly thereafter, Matt awoke to all the screaming. He didn't find it as humorous as I did. Ethan was subsequently dragged into said stinky bathroom where his father sat in front of the door and waited for him to do his business. Again, much screaming ensued and I think about 3am he finally gave in and peed. I sure hope it was worth it.
7 comments:
Ah Jen, I'm SUCH a slacker to not visit your blog more often . . . it's just hilarious! Really too funny!
could have been worse, one of my brothers had pee-dar and slept-walked, My Dad got pee'd on more than once
Kids are hilarious! I love that you called him on it and thwarted any arguing plans. We continually muse about how the kids think we are SO SMART because we can figure out things like that. Little do they know how obvious they are ... :)
Kids are hilarious! I love that you called him on it and thwarted any arguing plans. We continually muse about how the kids think we are SO SMART because we can figure out things like that. Little do they know how obvious they are ... :)
Oh, and three part-time jobs? Are you nuts?!?
Nichole, yes you really are a slacker, what with your own business and having a baby and all. I wish you'd put in some effort.
Jannah, can't say I've been peed on . . . no wait, I can say that . . .
Denise, I'm down to two part time jobs. I'm saving up for gas money to drive Ethan to and from school this year . . . I hope it's worth it.
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