That’s not water in the dog bowl...

This afternoon my oldest son Bradley, came running to me to tell me to look in our dogs bowl. The dog bowl is one of those raised feeders, so your dog doesn’t have to slouch down to eat. Well anyway, apparently it also works well as a urinal for my two year old son. It must have been the perfect height for my little man to just take a quick leak into. When Bradley announced what he had found, Dustin already knew he was in trouble. Before I could even get into the kitchen to see what was in the bowl Dustin had run to the step (where they have time out) and sat his little bottom on time out. I couldn’t help but laugh at the yellow water in the dogs bowl. I figure if I don’t laugh at some of the bad things my kids do, I will lose my mind. I must find humor in some of it.


For example the flood that took place in our one and only bathroom thanks to Dustin, and an entire roll of toilet paper. Not to mention a few weeks prior one of the boys had opened a bathroom cabinet near the bathroom door and somehow wedged the bathroom door shut. Daddy had to take the door all the way off the hinges just to get the bathroom door opened.

My boys are always getting into something. But I have found that it is usually always Parker, and Dustin. My oldest boy very seldom gets in any type of trouble. I am not sure why the younger two are always looking for things to get into.