M-I-C-A-H spells MISCHIEF.

This morning, as I lay half awake in Micah’s bed while he ran around his room and played, it suddenly occurred to me that I was hearing a strange sound in the next room. I lifted my head and listened closer. It was water splashing. What in the world? Suddenly the sound registered. The Toilet! I swore the bathroom door was closed, but as I ran to the bathroom (just next door to his room) I quickly realized I was wrong. There he was, holding a toothbrush and using it to violently stir and splash the water in the bowl.  Ewwwwwwww….. I washed his ARM really well and then plopped him back in his room. This is why I am always asking guests as they leave the bathroom in our house, “did you close the bathroom door?” Bathrooms and toddlers don’t mix. If he’s not swimming in the toilet, he’s unraveling the roll of toilet paper. Then he starts pulling stuff out of the trash. I can’t wait until he learns the word “gross” so I can explain to him how nasty these tendencies are.

(Pic: Someone really enjoyed his mini chocolate cupcake yesterday…)