Please rescue me from crying, whining, taking an hour to get dress six-year-olds, who snuck out of bed and played until 2AM and now don't want to get dress because they didn't want to get out of bed. Thank you, Lord, for the invention of bathrooms where crying people can go so I don't have to hear the endless crying which prevents six-year-olds from putting on their tennis shoes.
"Mommy, I don't wanna take a shower," the baby says.
"Why not?" I respond.
"I die."
What?! What is this little girl talking about? Did she just use the word "die"? "You're going to die?"
"Yes," she says and nods.
"How?"
"I bump my head," she continues, raising her hand to the back of her head.
"You bumped your head?"
She nods.
"Where?"
"In the shower."
"When?"
"Last time."
"Last time you took a shower, you bumped your head and died?"
She nods.
I wonder what TLC or Discovery Health show she and Oma watched where they learned about falling in the showers. Gotta love that granddaughter and grandmother time together. The things your two-year-old learns.
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