Ewwwww

Hallelujah nap time is here! I should be doing something productive like catching up, folding 5 baskets of clean clothes (hey- at least they are clean), emptying the dish washer, sweeping up dried play dough from the floor, dead heading the sad excuses of what remain of our flowers, doing some deep breathing, popping some Advil or something else that would at least let me check one thing off my to do list. But, no. I'm blogging. Because a classic little boy tale is fresh in my mind.

Once upon a time (or about 15 minutes ago), there lived 2 little boys who were told by their tired, weary, patience-lacking, unshowered but teeth brushed mommy to go to the bathroom (because you see in this story, pottying had become the ULTIMATE of stall tactics whenever sleep-time came around). But really, that's a whole 'nother story/ battle. Anyway, the two little princes (or feel free to insert any fairy-tale like creature including goblin, elf, gremlin, or knome, etc) were to spend a good couple minutes on the toilet before nap time therefore eliminating (no pun intended) the need to get out of bed 2 seconds after nap time had begun (does this story sound familiar to anyone else?). So, the littlest "prince" sat on the throne for a minute before mommy went in to check. That was mommy's first mistake (unsupervised in the bathroom? What was I- I mean 'she' thinking?). So what to her horror does mommy see? There is the little boy naked from the waist down (oh no- no horror yet). She sees that he had gotten a hold of his own and his brother's toothbrushes (do you see where this is going?), and he is laying down a serious beat for the music in his head.... INSIDE THE TOILET RIM!!!! Not on the lid, but inside the area where his own little hieney- cakers are perched. The otherwise well- mannered young prince sees no problem from a hygiene perspective. Who doesn't want their toothbrush/ drum sticks banged around inside the potty. Such a sad end. So the little boy and his mommy bid a sad farewell to a nearly new red Spiderman toothbrush and the blue High School Musical brush. And mommy just kept thinking, "Ewwwwww." And I guess they lived happily ever after (or at least until nap-time was over). The end.