B ate his dessert yesterday evening with that fully-concentrated gusto only he can muster. And, as usual, when he finished he was a complete mess. There was chocolate on his hands, his cheeks, even his nose! So I sent him upstairs to clean up.
He came back downstairs within a minute and he was almost as dirty as he had been when he'd gone up!
"B, I thought I told you to wash your hands!"
"But I did!"
"Did you use soap?"
"Yes!"
As this was obviously not the case I looked at him and raised my eyebrows.
"I did use soap!
...Just not this evening..."
9 comments:
Hahaha! My husband does exactly the same thing. Do you suppose it's buried in the Y chromosome?
soap smoap! I got my hands wet. What more can a guy do?
(gee...I guess it is genetic!)
Last Friday I asked B to come hop in the shower with me so that I could rinse him off before we ran errands. His reaction? "Why?! I've already had a bath this week!"
Is soap aversion genetic? Because that would be a comforting thought. I'll be sure to tell Child Services that when they come knocking at my door... ;-)
Actually. My husband even says the same thing. Do you suppose bad jokes could be genetic, too?
Oh my goodness... my DS did that when he was about B's age. And when he was much, much older. And come to think of it, last week, I think. LOL!
BTW... I think soap aversion is a real BOY thing
On a totally different subject, I just saw your comment on Greg's blog... do they have any Nia classes in Stuttgart? Nia is just amazing! It combines yoga, martial arts and jazz dance and is quite free form and combines aerobic work with meditation. I really love it.
Sounds fabulous! I've never heard of it before but will definitely check it out. Thanks for the tip!
A future politician, perhaps?
Yeah, a dirty one.
ba dum dum! Sorry, I couldn't help myself on that one... ;-)
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