Yesterday morning I was sweeping our dining room floor in preparation for a lunch party (about 12 of my family members were coming over to celebrate the homecoming of my cousin Katie and her boyfriend Josh - the two have lived in Colorado for the past several years), when I heard the water start running upstairs. I yelled up to Kyle to ask what was going on (he was supposed to be playing in his bedroom). He yelled back, "Kyle is brushing his teeth". Since he does this every morning, I thought nothing of it, but headed upstairs anyways to check on him. The last thing I expected to find when I opened the bathroom door was this: Kyle standing in the bathroom sink brushing his teeth in the mirror; the water running all over his socks, pants, and stuffed animals.
Uggggh! More cleaning for Mommy :)
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