I was cleaning up the bath mess in the bathroom, so I came in just in time to see my son with his back to me, peeing on the pillow while my wife lay prostrate across the bed frantically trying to grab his naked bottom. Despite the "seriousness" of the situation (my wife made me put that in there), I couldn't help but laugh. I calmly walked around the bed, grabbed my son, handed him to my now-angry wife, and proceeded to strip the sheets, comforter, pillow case, and pillow off the bed and head to the laundry room. Apparently, he still needs to work on his control, but it definitely gives new meaning to "wetting the bed."
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