From the kids' bathroom, muffled by the sounds of splashing water and gurgles, these words just floated to my ears...
"We've got to get this finished before Mom sees this."
It is altogether too horrifying a thought to walk to the bathroom.
What could it be?
I don't even care. I mean, I care. But my caring simply does not prevent reality from unfolding as it will. Where there are kids, there are messes.
If the bathroom was not smeared with soap...
If the toilet paper was not pulled from the roll and puddled on the floor...
If the toothbrushes had not been covered with gobs and gobs of toothpaste which, in turn, glued the toothbrushes to the countertop...
If the mirror wasn't slathered with indiscriminate ooze to the point that you could no longer see yourself in it...
It just wouldn't feel like home.
Ahhh! The sweetness of child rearing is sometimes too wonderful to take in.
3 comments:
ok no fair...what did they do....don't keep us hanging.
ahummmphfff!!! made me shoot tea out my nose....
so that's why it is said, "Never leave your children in the bathroom, unattended..." ;P
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