Last night, I sat at the computer playing Word Twist much too late. Suddenly, it sounded as if the roof had come crashing down, allowing the heavens to leak directly onto our front hallway's wood floor. I hesitantly got up, cautiously approaching the offended hall. It took me a moment to find the source of the leak. As my eyes followed the flow, I found my second-oldest standing at the top of the staircase, peeing in a very sleepy daze. He became upset when I pointed out that he was not, in fact, standing in front of the toilet. This morning, he had no memory of the event (although he did find it absolutely hilarious.)
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Saturday, April 25, 2009
Rain, Rain, Go Away
Posted by alison at 2:18 PM 7 comments
Labels: micah, potty talk, puppy dog tails
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