It’s amazing how my short-term memory
keeps disappearing and my long-term kicks in.
We’ve got so many Things and
Thingettes that -I- lose track of them. That would be kids and their
spouses. Grandchildren throw a new monkey wrench into my system, and
I don’t know how to tag them.
Our youngest grandson has been
spending more time with us. I LOVE IT! Think I’ll just call him
Mr. B. Technically he’s a “master” (under 16) but that’ll
have to work.
My biggest problem with Mr. B, and
he’s a WONDERFUL 4 year old, is that we share a bathroom.
He’s completely potty trained and
-such- a good boy – but his aim sucks, for want of a better word.
I’ve scrubbed urine off the seat, off the lid, both sides of the
floor around the toilet, the shower curtain, the trash can, the side
of the bathroom cabinet… Thankfully he’s too short to hit the
ceiling. Aim is -important-!!!
It finally hit me. Some of my
long-term memory came back.
The child needs a TARGET!
We now have a small bowl of Cheerios
on the bathroom counter. Each time he “has to go” we put 3
Cheerios in the toilet and he aims for them – and has fun chasing
them around. And I no longer have a wet, yucky, sticky seat.
Gotta love it!
