This classy plastic bag holds Goliath's personal toilet paper. All 3 (plus a little extra) rolls. The bag is hanging in the boys' bathroom, labeled with his name, just waiting for him to need it. According to Goliath, this makes me the meanest mom in the world. But I'm guessing that Mrs. Quimby felt pretty proud of herself, too.
Thursday, August 19, 2010
NCBE: This Has Never Happened Before
Summer is drawing to a close, and boredom set in a while back. In a good faith effort to combat the boys' summertime blues and keep my sanity (or what's left of it), Goliath and Little Middle both had friends over to play. They are at the age now where it is sometimes well worth it to have extra children in the house for them to play with rather than have to hear, "There's nothing to DO around here!" over and over again.
So, today there were five boys at my house. They seemed to be playing happily, so I escaped into my bedroom to check my e-mail. After a few quiet moments, there was a soft knock on the door. "Umm, Ms. Allyson? Goliath is putting toilet paper in the living room."
Could you repeat that, cute little boy? Because it sure sounded like you said that my son was toilet papering our living room.
The scene in my living room was so astounding, I didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Just try to imagine 3 full rolls of toilet paper decorating my small-ish living room...draped over furniture, thrown over ceiling fan blades, arranged in lovely designs on the carpet, and just plain 'ol piled up. I don't know what he was thinking.
And crazy as I might seem, I do not think that toilet tissue is an appropriate form of decor. So Goliath cleaned it up. And while I watched him clean, I had a great idea. Remember in Ramona and Her Mother (Beverly Cleary) when Ramona made a toothpaste "cake" in the sink? Mrs. Quimby made her clean it up and put all that wasted toothpaste into a jar. Ramona had to use the toothpaste from the jar while everyone else in the family used fresh toothpaste from a new tube. Mrs. Quimby was a good mom.
Oh--if you come over and need to use the facilities, you're more than welcome. Just please don't use the toilet paper in the Wal*Mart bag.