I’m a M-O-T-H-E-R, hear me RRRRRRR O A R! Especially when one of my children boys does something that is so gross despicable uncouth unpredictable and I-just-don’t-get-it BOY! The kind of stuff that makes them look like we’re raising them in a barn…or not training them at all.
Why the rant? What am I talkin’ about THIS time? Here….listen to today’s choice conversation bouncing around the walls of Chez Pensieve:
Tad: “Thomas? What were you throwing out the window this morning?”
Thomas: “Huh?”
Tad: “This morning, while I was reading the newspaper at the kitchen table…something was being poured out of your window.” You might note here, Thomas’ bedroom is directly above the kitchen. The table is beside a large, three-panel window.
I was in another part of the house overhearing this conversation take place, and in a crystalline moment of comprehension, I KNEW what had happened……
Me, a shrill screech: “HE PEED OUT HIS BEDROOM WINDOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!” This was the expression on my face: >:[
This should be no surprise. It’s the same kid who, before bringing the trashcan up our driveway, used the bathroom at the bottom of the hill (outside, broad daylight, in view of God and everybody). The same kid who’s used an empty Coke can in the car. The same kid who, for some unknown reason, stood at the door of our den, sprinkling the brick patio – where we eat outside when the weather is decent! – who got “found out” because WHILE WE WERE EATING, Tad noticed the patio was wet and it (ahem) smelled “suspect.”
And THEN it occurred to me, in addition to this not being a surprise at all, it started a long, long time ago.
Back then we thought it was cute. Newsflash…the window for “cute” closes about age 5. After that, it might just get you arrested.
Revised: At dinner, I found out he’s been doin’ “this” for a while, but this is the first time this year. Ignorance was b l i s s
I think they do it just because they can
Very funny! I just posted a very unexpected kid moment on my blog. The major difference, mine is a ‘sweet’ girl!!
I just visited from swampy!
Oh that is such a boy thing, yes. My little brother would climb to the top of the tallest tree in our backyard and “make it rain.” And he was a teenager! There are *still* patches of the yard where no grass will grow.
I’d say “this too shall pass” but it might not… 😉
To which I say “Thank God I have girls”… until puberty.
Darn. ;D
I envy being able to pee standing up though, it must be so much fun. As evidenced by your boy, LOL!
oh my word! I’m laughing so hard I’m choking;)
Sorry!
I’m sure my days are coming
Okay – first I’m laughing and then silently I am praising the saints that I don’t have a second story on my house…
Every tree in my yard has been christened AND he’s only hitting 6 – can’t wait to see what he’s peeing on next.
Barkley has a tendency to pee on things. Everyone keeps telling me that it’ll stop once I him fixed. Just saying… Not necessarily trying to give you advice there. It may or may not work 😉
Actually, I’ve fought this pretty hard too. Brendan’s cousins were taught to pee on the grass, on the fence, etc. I’ve tried to teach him to go inside the house and use the toilet.
I have 3 boys, so I’m not surprised at all 😉 Nothing is safe.
I do envy how easily they can go potty anytime, anywhere.
Ha!
I remember Lisa from Lil Duck Duck asking last year about ways to help boy toddlers learn to potty train. I suggested she encourage him to pee on a tree. She didn’t think her condo association members would like that.
WELL THAT’S HOW WE DO IT IN THE BOONIES.
😉
Lol, I’m keeping Ben away from your blog, he doesn’t need to pick up any new ideas about where to wee!
Pamela, I guess if I could “write my name in the snow”, I would…;).
Devon, oooo, I like THOSE stories! I’ll check it out :).
SG, A TEENAGER??! Great…just GREAT!!
Mary(Mert), hmmmm, fun…I never thought of THAT as motive, but it probably has somethin’ to do w/it!
Malissa, hehe, yes they are, sweets ;).
Karmyn, I bet if you asked, he could already tell ya a few (besides trees) ;).
Mike, now THAT’S somethin’ I haven’t considered! YIKES! But once they “discover” the big outdoors, me thinks it’s not so easy to bring it back inside……..:/.
Kila, yeah, that, AND they never have to wear pantyhose!! OH, the injustice!
Kelly, Yeah, I’ve seen your “boonies”! Much prettier than any bathroom I’ve ever used (not that I’d use your boonies for “that” or anything) ;). I thought of you when I wrote this–NO PTT entry for THIS one–HA!
Beccy, lol, you’ve got a friend in me–I will NEVAH tell!
So are you saying there might be hope that my husband might grow out of this go-wherever habit, too?
Personally, I’m just jealous that they have fewer limitations. ..
Ah yes, all 3 of my ‘boys’ live by the go-wherever habit as well…(borrowing Sabrinas term !)
Yesterday, I caught my 3 year old outside, seeing how high in the air he could make it go…….oh Lord.
Oh well, ya gotta love em!
Heh heh heh….yeah, boys! Mine was sleep walking once, came upstairs, walked into the kitchen, pulled out the trashcan under the sink…well, at least he was coherent enough to find something to pee into, right? I don’t even want to know what he may have done while awake!
That is the cutest picture ever! “They do it becasue they can,” is an excellent explanation.
We coached itty bitty ones in baseball, and the left fielder almost killed the grass where he stood that year.
wow…better carry an umbrella!!
OH.
MY.
WORD!!!!
As soon as Tad said something was pouring out of Thomas’ window, my mouth flew open, my eyes grew wide, my hand went over my mouth….I KNEW! LOL! ROFL!
I am laughing my head off!!
Just remember, Robin – it COULD be worse. It really could 😉
Dear God,
Thank you for giving me a girl.
Amen.
Oh I can so relate to this !!!!! And if I were as smart as you I could get a picture like that also (ya, know for bribery purpose when they are older).
Dear Robin. My brothers were not adverse to such behaviour. I’m not at all shocked by your post… Good luck…
Eeek! I am SO glad I have girls. I don’t care how bad puberty gets!!
Hehehehehe.
You’ve inspired an idea.
I write about it today.
BWAAHAAHAAAAHAAA (in wicked ugly voice)
Pee coming out the window? What? Is that unusual? Frankly, it’s better than having to wipe it off the toilet seat. Don’t worry, he’s just marking his territory…he will NOT grow out of it.
Sabrina, I guess it might tie to the whole urinal thing…:/…can you imagine going in one of THOSE?
Oh, Kristy, too funny…A PEE FOUNTAIN!
Tracey, my husband reminded me of ANOTHER pee spot–in our old house, when Thomas was about 5, he’d go in our basement. The unfinished, concrete floor part of our basement. There was NO bathroom…apparently, it didn’t matter :/.
Swampy, I woulda moved him to pitcher ;).
Claudia, Tad had NO idea what “it” was…and he’s a BOY!
Susan, why is it the MOTHERS knew what it was??? And yeah, I know…I know…
Jenny, you really coulda morphed into Ricky Bobby there, couldn’t ya ;).
Laurel, back then I thought it was precious…but blackmail/paybacks sound good to me now!
LMM, I’ll need luck…..and then some!
Rachelle, I have both genders…I’ll keep ya posted :).
Kelly, see my repost??? 🙂 🙂 🙂
Min, hmmmm, you’ve got a point…but since he doesn’t go out his window EVERY time, I STILL gotta clean those stupid toilet seats (note to self: train boys to clean toilet seats!).
Robib, This made my day! I even had Philip log on to read it! Pour Thomas! What a picture to have posted on the Web! I might have one to top peeing out the window… Philip and Joel were at Lowe’s one Saturday morning looking at fixtures for the new house. They were in the bathroom department, wall to wall toilets, Joel picked out the one he liked the best and …….!
LOLOL, Bebe….! LOVE IT!! Somehow, though, I bet he wasn’t the first wee one to…well, ummmm, “wee” ;). Don’t feel sorry for Thomas…he LOVES this kind of thing! But I’m sure where the picture is concerned, he’s glad it’s a distance shot ;).
ahh competition for my grandson Ben I think they would be great pals!!