phrase is going to be, "Did I sign up for this?"
Jory shouts, "Mommy! Mommy! Come here! Come look at this! I tried, but I didn't make it to the bathroom on time."
I reluctantly left the dining room, slowly journeyed through the kitchen, the family room, and it hit me as I stepped into the hallway. A trail of his red dessert went down the hall into the bathroom, on the side of the toilet, and finally in the toilet.
Is he excited because he threw up on the floor? Seriously?! Six-year-old boys are such interesting little creatures.
I looked in amazement then asked myself the now familiar saying, "Did I sign up for this?" And wondered, why didn't anyone tell me about this side of things? I took a deep breath and started cleaning, making sure the girls stayed out of the hallway. As I got my rag to clean- -
"Mommy! Mommy! Come here! I threw up again."
I took wide steps over the red dessert and followed the voice to the other bathroom and there it was on the carpet right before the doorway to the bathroom. What joy, what bliss!
I took a deep breath, stepped away from the mess, and went back to the other bathroom to start my clean-up.
Man, this kid better be glad I'm madly in love with him.
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