At my last book group meeting we were talking about questions you ask your kids even though you know they can't answer. Usually along the lines of "What were you thinking?"
I know he doesn't even know how to answer these questions, but sometimes, I can't help myself.
Like the other night, I sent JJ in to go to the bathroom before putting on his PJ's. A few seconds later he calls for help. I walk into the bathroom to find him standing on the cupboard in a puddle of his own making. "Mommy, can you get me down?"
"What are you doing? Why are you on the cupboard? WHY did you pee on the counter!?"
He just stared at me.
Oh, well.
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