It’s Not Zestfully Clean Unless it’s Crayola Clean

I was on a hunt for a suitable dress for Sophia’s upcoming birthday pictures when I passed by the bath time isle. The only toys I’ve ever given her for bath time were some foam letters and stacking cups which all fit neatly in a mesh bag that drains nicely and prevents mold. I never bought more than that because I didn’t want a bathroom bursting with bath crap and the majority of Sophia’s bathing is done in the showers at the swimming pool. For some odd reason I thought it was time to add a little more to the bath toy collection so I bought a Crayola set that includes paint, markers, and washable crayons with a case that looks like a crab.

On Sunday, she used them for the first time. I presented them to her and said that they were special crayons she could use on the wall. “On the wall?” she repeated with doubt. Ha! That’s my girl. “Yes, but only in the bathtub.” I told her. I used one of the paints to show her how they worked and then she went to town. Paint all over the shower walls and tub. After a while, she asked me for soap. I figured it was time for a picture after seeing the walls, but when I came back with the camera, I was too late. Sophia had soaped up her washcloth and was now wiping the walls clean. It’s disturbing how much she’s like me.

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Old Coot Dirty Talk

This was our conversation on the way to dinner:

Kurt: We’re old…mostly you.
Me: Really, you were born in 72 and I wasn’t even alive yet.
Kurt: Ok I’m old and you’re a young whipper snapper. Coot.
Me: My cooter isn’t a snapper.
Kurt: I beg to differ; it’s a Penis Fly Trap.

We went out for Chinese food and Sophia played with all the tea cups as if they were stacking cups. I suppose they do stack nicely. Kurt poured tea in ours and Sophia insisted that she also get some. Hers received a complimentary ice cube. She promptly and purposely dumped it all on the seat just as she dumps the water out of the toy watering can at swimming; only the Chinese restaurant wasn’t in the middle of a pool.

After Kurt finished his tea Sophia had two cups, two saucers, and an extra plate meant for us to share our food with her. We did give her some of our food to try and she did try it in a manner of speaking. She tried using a fork to put the rice in a tea cup, and she tried tipping the tea cup to empty the rice back into the dish. She also organized the dishes. The cups fit neatly in the middle of the saucers and she organized them this way. She then stacked the cups together, and in a separate pile she stacked the saucers together. Kurt and I were impressed by her categorization. Of course after dinner we loaded her into the car and she began chewing on her books. Not as impressive.

My fortune for the night, “Remember three months from this date. Good things are in store for you.

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