I have to admit this is not exactly what I anticipated.
Tonight was a typical family night. We ate dinner together and then we played O’s new Eric Carle game, the “I Can Do It” stuff.
Then we visited with neighbor Jan, which was capped off by O changing into her “ballerina slippers,” the fancy sparkly dress shoes she has obliterated by toe-kicking everything, and her green tutu. Lovely dancing was had by all.
At bedtime, I was trying to get her ready while fighting through a hot flash (there’s a reason God didn’t intend menopausal women to have toddlers), and Dawn said, change clothes, she can potty by herself.
Well… Yes and no. We heard splashing, and Dawn made it to the bathroom in time to see O fish a roll of toilet paper from the toilet and then suck on the water from it. Ewwwwwwww…
I did the only thing I could think of. I watered down some listerine, demonstrated proper gargling technique, and got her to gargle some. Hopefully that caught some of the germs.