Today it's raining and Bishop isn't allowed to watch TV. I just spent about 30 minutes doing dishes while answering a constant barrage of questions. Theoretically, Bishop should now know how the clean/ dirty sign works and why you can freeze applesauce and yogurt but not cheese but I guarantee he will ask me those questions again. It's not enough for him to hear an answer to a question; he has to make sure that answer stands the test of time and that every person will give him the same answer.
The reason he can't watch TV is because yesterday I walked out of my room to find him with a mouth full of Rice Krispy. Then as soon as he could talk, he proudly told me that he ate 5 of them. It's a weird feeling as a parent to be mad but also proud that your child is so honest. He would make a terrible criminal. Which is a huge compliment. Then ironically while I was explaining what he did to a friend, I could hear him making a ruckus in the bathroom and called out to him. It went exactly like this:
"Bishop"
"I dropped my toothpaste in the toilet"
If he hadn't told me, I probably would never have known because it flushed with no problems. I would have just assumed it got lost somewhere.
*sigh* I love that little jerk so much.
The reason he can't watch TV is because yesterday I walked out of my room to find him with a mouth full of Rice Krispy. Then as soon as he could talk, he proudly told me that he ate 5 of them. It's a weird feeling as a parent to be mad but also proud that your child is so honest. He would make a terrible criminal. Which is a huge compliment. Then ironically while I was explaining what he did to a friend, I could hear him making a ruckus in the bathroom and called out to him. It went exactly like this:
"Bishop"
"I dropped my toothpaste in the toilet"
If he hadn't told me, I probably would never have known because it flushed with no problems. I would have just assumed it got lost somewhere.
*sigh* I love that little jerk so much.
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