ARGH! Seriously, if I could roar or growl or scare Asher into his right mind...I would right now. He is seriously becoming THE problem child! It's like he needs constant supervision...of which, I cannot provide him with these days. Apparently, I need not put all of my faith and trust in his ability to make the right decisions...the child has straight up lost his mind these days. I am hoping *fingers crossed* that this is not a *BOY* thing...and rather an age thing...or an acting out type of thing (even though he seems to be pretty smitten with Adler.)
In addition to his peeing in random places (which he's yet to do since he got spanked for peeing in Chris' trash can) today he decided to put an entire roll of toilet paper into the toilet...causing the toilet to overflow...it overflowed into not only the bathroom itself but also out into the kitchen...into the safe room, into the litterbox room and underneath the refrigerator. The d*mn thing just kept going. I finally took the lid off and for whatever reason, when I held up that metal stick thing with the plastic ball thing attached, the water would stop but if I let it go...it would keep overflowing...so I channeled my inner MacGyver and taped the crap out of it so it would stay up without my standing there all day...when I finally got a chance to call Chris (because my STUPID VERIZON PHONE WON'T WORK IN THE BATHROOM), he informed me that there is a valve behind the toilet that shuts off the water...let me tell you...that bit of information would have come in real handy about 20 minutes before hand! Needless to say...10 towels later...the floor is finally dry...but, if Chris wants to use his own bathroom, he has a toilet bowl that has yet to be plunged...so it's going to take some work on his part to get 'er up and going.
In addition to that mess...I was just sitting on the couch helping Ayris put together these little learning books (you had to attach velcro and whatnot to make the people/pieces stick) all the while putting Adler's pacifier in his mouth every 2.3 seconds (and thinking "You're going to suck it and you're going to like it"...for some reason, I feel like having that thought will somehow morph into his brain and he'll accept it and actually keep the suction going so I don't have to keep replacing it...no such luck as of yet...it doesn't help that his siblings are wrestle fighting (as they call it) and making all kinds of noise that keeps jerking him awake, therefore leading to a lost pacifier)...anyway, Ayris notices what Asher is doing and tells me to look up from the book building I'm doing...yeah...he's spreading A&D butt cream all over the walls...again...what the heck!!!
Once he was done with his timeout, I asked him to come sit on my lap and explained to him how I was feeling because he kept saying "I don't want you to be mad mommy"...I told him that I didn't like that he was making messes that were taking me forever to clean up...AND that I didn't like that he was wasting money by basically throwing toilet paper down the drain and emptying out a tube of butt cream...so after about 10 minutes worth of conversation on my part...I ask him if there's anything he wants to say to me (the words "Sorry" are what were coming to my mind)...he nonchalantly says "Thank You!"
Thanks for what? Thanks for the 2 minutes you spent yelling at me earlier in the day and for the 10 minute conversation we just had...that will, no doubt, go in one ear and out the other?...thanks for enjoying the past 2.5 GOOD years that you've had with me because I'm turning into a straight up trouble maker right before your very eyes?...thanks for allowing me my imperfections all the while loving me no matter what?...so yeah...not sure what the thanks was for but if I'm going to have a little hellion on my hands, at least he's a polite one.
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