Hand Washing

Gage wanted to wash his hands by himself, so I let him stand on a taller stool so he could reach the sink. I filled the sink a quarter of the way with warm soapy water and let him have at. I figured he'd splash around and make a mess, but it would be worth it to keep him occupied so I could start making dinner. A few minutes later I thought I'd better check on him and survey the "damage". I was extremely surprised when I walked into the bathroom and found him in the sink!

I had greatly underestimated his passion for water.

Ghost Underwear

Recently Mason has been opting to not wear his underwear. I am not sure why he prefers to be without, but I have explained to him that because I am the one who does the laundry I get to make the rules. I have been checking each morning to make sure he is wearing a pair, but yesterday it slipped my mind. After Mason got dressed he came downstairs to let me know he was ready. I was busy in the kitchen so I didn't give it much thought. I replied,"Oh, ok, good job". He paused for a moment then said, "Mom, I have ghost underwear." I wasn't paying much attention, but I answered, "Oh ya?", which is an answer I often give my kids when they are rambling on about stuff and my mind is occupied elsewhere. A few seconds later, my brain turned on and an image of a pair of underwear with ghosts on it came into my mind.  A red flag went up, Mason only has Scooby-doo and Batman underwear, so I quickly turned to him and asked, "What do you mean you have ghost underwear?"  In a matter-of-fact tone he replied, "I have ghost underwear, so you can't see it".  I had almost been outsmarted by a four year old!  I told him that we don't get to wear ghost underwear and sent him to put on a pair that was visible.