So let me paint you a picture. I am walking into the kitchen and as I turn the corner I witness something I was not prepared to witness. And it is definitely not something that was covered in those baby basics classes you take before you meet your bundle of joy or in one of those what to expect when you are expecting books. What are you doing is what I said, but inside I was saying something that would make my Navy boot camp instructor proud.
I saw my 3-year-old preparing to pee on his sister.
Yep, you read that right.
I don't know if in Kyle's mind he thought this would be the most effective way to show Hayden the chain-of-command in the Shifley household or if he is just a a 3-year-old boy being a 3-year-old boy. I am not exactly sure if he would have completed the act since I walked in on him but he was in the locked and loaded position with an all systems are a go look in his eye. I remained as calm as I could be and removed Hayden from the line of fire. Then I reminded my little boy that we don't pee on our sister or any other person, and we only pee in the toilet.
Of all the trials and tribulations I expected raising a boy this definitely was not the list, but then again I never thought I would be raising a little boy so me and him will continue to take it day-by-day and hope his nickname is not Golden Showers in high school.
P.S. No hangover last weekend. Yay me!!
I will persevere. I will keep moving forward. I will be the stream.