"TP" the closet monster
Never a dull day our crazy household.. Jist: Oldest is in the restroom screaming for more toilet paper so the toddler runs to his rescue. G: "Mom I ran out of toilet paper! I only had enough for one wipe!" Me: "Okay, X is getting a roll..." X (3 years old) is frantically looking for the extra toilet paper stash to help his brother but isn't having much luck. Finally directing him to the correct closet he moves the dog house blocking the door and brings me the swim bag and a Lowes bag full of parts on the living room couch. As he turns to run back for the toilet paper there's knocking coming from the wall where the closet is. His face looks like he has seen a ghost and he refuses to take even one step in the direction of the door yelling at me that there's a closet monster! "G stop knocking on the wall, you're scaring the baby!" Hysterical laughing is coming from the bathroom. X doesn't appreciate his brothers humor but accepts it as an explanation for the knocking. It isn't a closet monster after all! As he reaches the half way point from me to the closet the swim bag he put on the floor in front of me falls over .. Faster then a bolt of lightning with the same horrified look as before X is hiding behind me on the couch while I try to contain my laughter. Apparently G grew impatient because just as I had convinced X to go back to the closet the bathroom door opens and he wobbles out holding the back of his underwear away from his butt.. "What is taking you guys so long?! This is awkward. It feels squishy in my crack Mom! Where's the toilet paper!!?" Life with boys .. #Priceless đ










