Of Toilets and Bad Choices

Have I told y'all Ava is sneaky? Because she is. Very.

She has an impish grin that always means trouble. I thought since I wasn't a rookie anymore Ava's toddlerhood would be more manageable.

Go ahead. Ill let you finish laughing now.

Because Ava ain't no fool. She quietly sits back and watches her sister go screaming into trouble and then sneaks quietly in the back door to cause havoc. And the other thing?

She cares not about consequences. Lily, being the living definition of an oldest child wants to please, so it sort of took me by surprise that Ava couldn't care less.

Because of that natural people pleasing thing we never had a whole lot of toilet issues with Lilybug. We told her to stay away from the bathroom an she did. Awesome.

I cannot tell you how many times I have caught Ava shredding toilet paper and trying to splash in the potty.

But today? Was the kicker.

We were congregated in the bathroom before Naptime waiting for Lily to finish potting. When she did she hopped of the pot and ran around to flush. While I was trying to hurry the re-robing process with the Bug I missed my little Mae Mae grabbing a pair of underwear and with that impish grin that I have come to dread. Just as the last swirl of water was sucking down the vortex she chunked 'em.

Y'all.

I grabbed for them.

(Oh sweet bad decision making)

I grabbed in the toilet for the cheap panties that were clearly a lost cause.

I then I flipped. BECAUSE OH EM GEE I JUST STUCK MY HAND IN A FLUSHING TOILET!!!!

And little Mae Mae? She laughed.

Oh yessiree she did.

And I deserved it too. Because I stuck my hand in a toilet.

IMG_6083