Ok, I really don’t have a problem finding babysitters. My kids are good kids, but I do have four of them. And they can be a bit of a handful from time to time. Today we left them with a friend while we ran down to the chiropracter. We walked back in the house and she said…
“I hope you know that your youngest (meaning Seth) set my rear on fire!”
Um, ok. I know we don’t have any matches down where he can get them, so I had her explain.
Apparently she went to the bathroom. And moments later her rear started to “feel kind of funny.” Then it started BURNING! She had smelled some methol something, but didn’t know what it was.
Well, she found out! (And this is exactly why we have LOCKS on the OUTSIDE of the bathroom door). Seth had gotten hold of the Icy Hot. And it’s not the blue kind – this is the cream kind that rubs in really easy. It’s white. Our toilet seat is white. He had smeared a thin layer all around the toilet seat – and then attempted to wipe it up with a washcloth. So it wasn’t visible.
I tried really hard not to laugh as she was telling me, but all I could think was that would make a GREAT April Fool’s joke for someone!