****Written by my DH and sent to the grandparents and aunties today*****
After leveraging a hacking cough and fever into an excuse to sleep in mommy and daddy’s bed all night (keeping them up) R-a-Roo got up for his morning pee. In spite of multiple instructions to the contraire, this ritual involves a toilet chaser of at least 12 sheets of toilet paper. This morning it wasn’t enough to just back up the toilet, so instead of coming and getting mommy and daddy little mister decides to fix the problem himself. If 12 pieces of toilet paper can plug up a toilet than surely 12 more and another flush can fix the problem. Of course, he has not heard the phrase about doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results is the definition of insanity, so he was not aware that repeating this action over and over again probably wasn’t the smartest thing to do.
Eventually though, after the water had completely overflowed and covered most of the floor of the bathroom did he decide, at the top of his lungs, to call in for backup.
The first words out of his mouth when he saw his bewildered father… “See Dad, the toilet flooded…. Just like at your office.”
Then, after 20 minutes of sitting on his haunches watching mommy and daddy clean up the mess he looks at his mother and says
“Hey Mommy, how is it going with that floor there?”
Included in the purchase is one well loved but worn blankie, a book entitled Farmyard Tales, a container of Yogurt, something orange, and Rover Doggie.
2 comments:
oh no!!!!!
I'd buy the fellow!
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