Watching a movie with my spouse, a bellow from above:"BRANDY! I NEED A BUM WIPE! BRAAAAAAAAANDY! I NEEEEED A BUUUM WIPE! BRANDY!"
I should have been offended on a number of levels, but I couldn't stop laughing.
(By the way, all you four year olds: you CAN wipe your own bums.)
I went up stairs and he was in downward-facing-dog pose ... kids are so accommodating, right?
"Wipe your bum."
"I can't. I'm not 5."
"You can. Try."
"Brandy."
"Mrs. Roth. Mom. Mommy."
"Mrs. Roth, wipe my bum."
*****
I think he and I will have a strange relationship in the future.
(By the way, all you four year olds: you CAN wipe your own bums.)
I went up stairs and he was in downward-facing-dog pose ... kids are so accommodating, right?
"Wipe your bum."
"I can't. I'm not 5."
"You can. Try."
"Brandy."
"Mrs. Roth. Mom. Mommy."
"Mrs. Roth, wipe my bum."
*****
I think he and I will have a strange relationship in the future.
3 Brilliant Bits of Inspiration:
I like someone to call me by my first name before I do any sort of butt wiping for them. It's more dignified:)
Oh the joys! LOL! I'll never forget when my friend's 4 year old asked my boyfriend (aka future husband but didn't know it then) to wipe his butt. The look on Greg's face was priceless!
Okay, this one really struck home with me...
the story goes:
we were out to dinner, when my 4 year old goes to the bathroom. Suddenly, we hear from inside the bathroom:
"MOMMMMMMMMMM! Come wipe my butt!!"
I wanted to die right there in my salad.
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