I heard the bathroom door open. I heard the toilet lid open. I heard some water splashing in the toilet bowl. I ran to the bathroom, knowing it had to be Elijah. (Judah doesn't randomly play with the toilet. It's not his style.) There Elijah was, bottle brush from the kitchen in hand, scrubbing the toilet. Monkey see, monkey misinterpret Momma's cleaning tools, then Monkey do.
Into the trash the bottle brush went. The handle was broken anyway. Thanks for the excuse to finally throw it away, Son!
3 comments:
a-dor-a-ble!
LOL!!!
I say get that boy a toilet brush :D Isn't God soo kind to give you a good reason to throw away a broken bottle brush? I remember reading once to teach kids to clean when they are little and think it is fun.
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