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Wash those hands
Date Added: December 27th, 2007
Sometimes you just have to wonder. Life gets a little crazy, and we always seem to be running late. On one of our hectic Saturdays, I was trying to get my two girls and my newly potty trained young man out the door to grandma’s house. Being the astute little man he was, I asked him if he was ready to go, and he said no, he had to potty. When I went to take him into the bathroom, he said “no, I do it”. Okay, I thought, go ahead while I finish getting the girls dressed, groomed, and ready to go. Two minutes later, out he comes. Turning towards him I ask him if he washed his hands. “Yes Mommy”, he says holding up his beautifully blue arms and hands. What in the world? “What happened honey? Show mommy where you washed your hands baby”, I said with just a tinge of panic in my voice. To my horror, we enter the bathroom and my little blue armed boy points at the toilet whose lid was up. “All washed up”, he says. YUCK!
- Tracy from Paw Paw, Michigan