Mrs. Sommerer (standing in the hallway, the usual bathroom monitoring position): “You doin’ ok, Hunter?”
Hunter (who is 3): “Yeah.”
(Time goes by.)
Mrs. Sommerer: “Still ok?”
Hunter: “I need more paper.”
Mrs. Sommerer: “No problem.”
(Grabs a roll, goes into the stall, is momentarily stunned.)
Mrs. Sommerer (recovered): “Hunter, I’m going to help you up and you need to go to the next stall. Just get up and go over to the other toilet and don’t do anything until I get there, ok?”
Hunter: “Why?”
Mrs. Sommerer: “Trust me.”
Brad says
Had he not heard your world-famous wiping tutorial, or did he just not rememeber it? …or was he trying to keep the monsters smashed down underneath all that toilet paper?
Lauren says
Oh, he’s heard it. I have a recording playing continuously on a loop in the bathroom. He’s just 3, though, so I think the Chinese and French versions confused him. 😉
Beth says
HAHAHAHAHA! Our toilet looks like that with some regularity on Wednesdays…because Wednesday-Jake, our afternoon sitter, won’t help Tim wipe, so he’s on his own if he has to poop.
HAHAHAHAHA!
Peggy says
Hehe….good try Hunter!
I just had a conversation with my grown son last night about one time when he was in kindergarten and had a bathroom issue. He wouldn’t come out of the bathroom. Period. (there were private bathrooms in the kindergarten room with doors) The teacher finally had to call me. It was a tissue issue.
Hehe….that kindergarten teacher is now his mother-in-law.
Kristi says
HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! That is great, Hunter! Someday you’ll look back on this and see it as the reason for becoming a tree-hugger.