Anyway, yesterday morning I brought out my scale and noticed some pink scribbles on it...
Ya, my first thought was the same as yours.
Sister.
I remembered the night before when I asked her to get ready for tub and when I came in she was crouched on the floor and looking awfully guilty. I couldn't see anything she had done so I passed it off and got her and Baby into the tub.
But after seeing the scale I knew it justified further inspection. (Where else did she grace us with her artwork.)
Now, first, in my defense, here is my view when I am in the bathroom.
So you see anything wrong here... OK... don't look too hard, it's a bathroom... anyway, nothing too out of the ordinary right?
Well, look underneath both sides of the bowl.
That's Brother's toothbrush... don't worry, he got a new one at the dentist yesterday. |
I laughed my head off (after I cursed her name).
Then I took a picture.
Oh, man, the joy my kids bring day after day is astounding!
Now for the next picture.
Sister is VERY skinny and I always have to buy adjustable waist jeans or take in her pants on the sides with my sewing machine. Sometimes I am in a rush to do the take-in, so I just sew down about an inch on each side instead of tapering down the leg.
Well, I discovered last night that this is not a good way to take in pants.
Exhibit #1
When she pulls up her pajama pants she doesn't take notice as to whether or not the waist is tucked down in... so with that one inch take-in is bubbles out and makes her look like Yzma from Disney's Emperor's New Groove
I laugh every time I see Sister with her pants like this and then I fold the waist band back up to fix it so I don't laugh myself to death.
Here's a closer look:
Bwa ha ha ha ha ha ha!
OK, so back to a serious note.
The dentist is never a good experience for Brother. He did worse yesterday than he ever has and I even prepped him for a good couple of months. He totally freaked out. I even had my mom and dad there as back-ups and even they couldn't get him to calm down and open his mouth for the cleaning.
I am afraid that I will be resorting to having him sedated when he gets dental work done. I hate doing this because it makes me feel like I have failed in prepping him somehow or that I haven't taken him to the dentist enough to get him used to it all. But, I can't blame myself... from what I read, a lot of FX kids have to be sedated for dental work.
The upside is that Sister did better than ever and has no cavities!
Yay!
(Always end on a happy note. It gives us all hope for a better tomorrow.)
2 remarks:
that was a good one!
Curse those Sharpies! I have an artist, too, and the other day I finally noticed the artwork on the back of the couches downstairs. Huge murals of doodles! I hope the pink marker was able to easily come off the porcelain!
Sorry about the dentist. I had to have one of my kids sedated, too. It makes me nervous, but the dentist was able to get so much more done!
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