The Perils of Two-Year-Olds
Published by Deanna Hoak December 29th, 2005 in kidsThe sink in the kids’ bathroom wasn’t working today, so I took off the trap and discovered a two-inch bottle of lip gloss, five beads, a key chain with charms, a bottle cap, and a penny.
Yep, I guess that would do it.
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Sounds like when we first moved in here. In the toilet (which had to be replaced) we found beads, Hot Wheels cars and a Spider Man toy. Yeah, kids! :}
Yeah, we almost had to replace the toilet in this bathroom a few months ago, when Evan somehow managed to get a small water bottle lodged down in the works.
That reminds me. We also found the sprayer top contraption from a plant watering bottle in the toilet we DID replace. Egads!
What, no hamsters?
Good gracious. Do I want to know how the lip gloss got down there?
And may I quote this in my LJ? (With a link back here? Or not?)
Oh, sure. Anyone’s welcome to quote me. :-)
And when we moved in, the upstairs toilet had a bar of soap jammed in it. And a comb filtering system.
But the filtration system doesn’t explain why the soap didn’t melt as rapidly as I thought it should have.
*eyeroll* That’s like the time my son inserted a peanut butter & jelly sandwich into the VCR. “Two year old?” quipped the VCR repairman…
Kids and plumbing; definitely not a winning combination! (And the soap thing is a little creepy . . .)
Must they stick the darndest things in the darnest of places?
When the eldest child was two, she painted her persquattie with my favourite bright red fingernail polish.
I was rather upset she did it.
I had to clean her up with fingernail polish remover and her wails solicited absolutely no sympathy from me.
–Heidi.
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I write books
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wraise babies.
I’m afraid to ask what a persquattie is.
Wow, I don’t feel like such a terrible child. The worst I did was draw on the walls with lipstick. I never flushed anything down the toilet except what you’re supposed to flush. It never even occured to me to try anything else!