Here is Logan having fun in the car!
Meeting "Caryl", the hair dresser, with wide-eyes and a smile!
Can you see the mischief in his eyes? That mischievious sparkle in his smile? That's my Ben.
So, what happened this Thursday? Well, around dinner time, I asked Ben to go to the bathroom and wash his hands because his dinner was ready. And within minutes, I hear shrill screaming and the sound of water rushing. I run, see water coming out of the bottom of the bathroom door, throw open the door, and see the water line spraying water around the half-bath. Ben is just standing there, still screaming loudly, sopping wet.
OH MY GOSH. After I turned the water off at the wall, I asked Ben..."WHAT HAPPENED???"
And while he is still crying, he said, "I just stood on that shiny loop...".
Just stood on that shiny loop?
Yes, he saw the "shiny loop" of a water line (connecting to the toilet), didn't have a clue what it was, so he decided to stand on it...he later said, "like a trapezee". I think what he meant was like a "high wire"...you know from the circus?
Regardless, trapezee or high wire, Ben was disciplined. Occasionally, our days may seem like a circus....but we are NOT a circus family. There will be no more "high wire" acts, especially on Thursdays.
***Side note: Randy did have to remove the toilet, floor molding, and part of the hardwood flooring--to dry out, so we wouldn't have ruined our floors due to the flooding. Despite my quick reaction of turning the water off, there was a lot of water that flooded the bathroom and part of the living area. After 8 beach towels and a big fan blowing all night, everything looks good and hopefully tomorrow, Randy will have the half-bath up and running again.
Playground rocks are NOT meant to be put in your nose!!! This picture is not the real rock that was dug out of my oldest son's nose this afternoon in the pediatrician's office. No, the rock he put in his nose was BIGGER. About 2 1/2 times bigger, to be exact. The rock he put up his nose was about the size of a kidney bean. Uh huh, kidney bean.
I was called by the preschool director today to let me know that Ben was in the office because he had a rock stuck in his nose. He was crying---because it hurt (remember, kidney bean!)---and he was scared. I called the pediatrician, who advised me to take him to the ER if Ben couldn't blow it out. So, while we were driving to the ER, the pedi called me again, and asked me to come to the office first so he could try to get it out and save me the hospital bill. (Thank you Dr. Pauli!) So, with 4 people holding down my child and a lot of kicking and screaming, the pedi got the rock out of Ben's nose on the 2nd try. Ben is good; had a little bloody nose and lots of tears, but I think he learned his lesson. I hope he learned his lesson....