Things You Don't Want to Happen
>> Monday, February 22, 2010
Among the things you don't want to happen...
When you come home from work, you don't want to realize that your children (ages 6 and 2) sneaked off upstairs while your husband was making meatloaf.
If you do realize that your children are not where they should be, you do not want to hear a two year old crying upstairs just as you realize it.
If you do hear a baby crying and realize she's heading for the stairs as you're heading up, you don't want to see her coming toward you...with a toilet brush in hand. I can't imagine any situation where a toilet brush (unless, perhaps one had a clean one as a toy - though why I can't imagine) in the hands of a two year old is a good thing.
Editor's note: If you don't have children or have them and are germ phobic, you might want to STOP here.
If you do find your toddler with a toilet brush, you do not want to pick her up just to realize she's crying because she's wet from head to toe.
When you take her back to the bathroom, you do not want to see that your son was trying to clean up after her (because he hates for her to get into trouble), because that means, yes, she was playing in the toilet.
If your child is found to have played in the toilet, you don't want to find that someone, like your nonflushing son, used it just before her. Yes, solids. (You technically don't want to find a replacement head for a toothbrush, a ponytail maker in the soaked spot the toilet brush came from, but it's pretty minor compared to the rest).
Even understanding that your loves-to-clean toddler was just cleaning up after her brother (with an actual toilet brush) and that your son was cleaning up after her, doesn't make it a good thing. Cause, basically, it's all ewwwwww.
It laughed so hard. Sorry but that's funny.
I was cooking dinner when my dog sh!t in my living room off the kitchen. At that time my son was 3 years old (well around 3) he came walking behind me saying “boo-bo daddy it's kaka.” I turned around to see him carrying the dogs crap in his hands and has it smeared all down the front of him.
Thx for sharing... that's what I love about this blog.
Thank heavens I ate dinner 5 hours ago! You're right - ewwwwwwwwwww! Oh well, at least I'm not germ-phobic.
Lysol. Lots of Lysol. Dump it over their heads and then stand them in the shower for a week. Then do the same to yourself.
Not really. It's probably not a good idea to dump Lysol over your kids' heads. But it sure is tempting...
I always opt for Pine-Sol. Just don't let the kids drink it.
I admit I did not laugh. Too gross. My lunch is churning... not sure I'll make it through any more bites.... ugh...
That so beats my boot story from yesterday!
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I can't even imagine and never even want to try.
Oh the joys of Parenthood, so glad mine are all growed up and out of the house.
Somehow we've avoided the "playing in the potty" game. Don't ask me how.
This is, by no means, the most disgusting thing my children have done. But I'll spare you more.
I don't even keep pine-sol in the house. We had a poison control person come to speak. According to this speaker, if a kid aspirates it, they could die and no one can save them because the oils in it coat the inside of the lung. Ditto for such things as WD-40.
I have no idea how dire it is, but I'm not willing to test the theory.
And now the story can live on forever.
What a bargaining tool for when they are teenagers!
you're going to give David nightmares with this one!