Caleb pulled a couple of good ones this evening. After dinner he was reading a book when he stopped & asked, “What does ‘e-i-e-i-o’ spell?” I almost fell off my chair.
Then, later on he took a bath, which he does on his own with little trouble. Mostly. This time he filled the tub to the brim and was making waves trying to knock an empty shampoo bottle from the corner of the tub. What was he thinking?!
Yvonne happened to be downstairs while this was going on & heard water dripping; it was raining in the laundry room (directly beneath the bathroom.) She ran upstairs to see what was up, but got caught short by the ringing phone; it was her Mom. So while trying to speak pleasantly with dear old Mum, she opens the door to the bathroom to find the floor covered with a half-inch of water. Then she did her best to keep a happy face on while talking with Mom, while at the same time cleaning up & scolding him for flooding the bathroom. I wish I could’ve been there. Or maybe I’m glad I wasn’t!
The whole incident reminds me way too much of the Calvin & Hobbes cartoon where Calvin has a tub full of water and is making a tidal wave… Maybe we shouldn’t let the boys read those Calvin & Hobbes books!