In light of Brandi's post about toilet paper, I just had to share what happened this evening.
My sweet inquisitive little daughter, April, is walking now and into everything. And I mean everything! She was playing in the living room while we were eating dinner and the next thing you know, she was gone. Elliott asked, "Where did April go?" Sure enough she was no longer in the living room. She had slipped out like she often does and taken off down the hallway. The kids and I continued with dinner while Elliott headed down the hall looking into each room to see where she was. The next thing I hear is "Pam! I need your help now. This is really bad." Well, I knew he had found her in the bathroom because that is her favorite place to go when the door is accidentally left open. Then I started to have flash backs of some of the events from earlier in the day and I put 2 and 2 together. After Brandi's post about toilet paper, I commented that my son, John, has a problem remembering to flush the toilet and I often find his business staring at me when I go into my bathroom. I remembered that John came in today after school and had to go really bad so he went into his bathroom instead of my bathroom. Being the country boy that John is, when he really has to go, it's not #1. He doesn't even bother to come into the house for that. He was rushing to the bathroom for a much bigger appointment. This is all going through my head in the time it takes me to run to Elliott's aid and find him with April, hands and face (yes, face) wet, a roll of wet toilet paper on the floor, and things I don't need to spell out for you floating in the toilet. I stripped her down while Elliott filled the tub with water and some tea tree oil (for disinfecting purposes). I think he may have even washed her mouth out.