Posts tagged mischief
John and Nathan, like all siblings on the entire planet, have moments where they don’t get along too well. Don’t get me wrong, they are great brothers and Nathan is reallly, really good with John. But, of course, they are still brothers. And brothers will get into spats at some point. Sometimes Nathan is the instigator, and believe it or not, sometimes John is. I keep telling Nathan not to pick on his brother because it’s going to come back and bite him. I suppose Nathan didn’t know I meant that literally.
So the other day, Nathan was being disrespectful to me so I put him in time out. While he was in time out, facing the wall, I had to finish doing what I was trying to get done. While I was working, I heard Nathan shrieking, and then John joined in. I hollered for them to be nice to each other and reminded Nathan to stay in time out. A few seconds later, I heard more screeching followed by Nathan crying, “Just leave me a lone John! OWWW! STOP! John that hurts!” I walked into the living room to see what was going on and this is what I found:
Nathan was still in time out, hunched over and sobbing with giant spit circles all over the back of his shirt. Apparently, John had bitten him all over his back while he was sitting there, leaving giant spit circles where he chewed on Nathan’s shirt as he was biting him. I had enough time to quickly snap this picture before I ran outside and erupted in a fit of laughter. I didn’t want Nathan to think I was laughing at him, but I was definitely laughing at the situation. Once I got my laughter under control, I came back inside and put John in time out and told Nathan I was impressed he stayed in timeout while under attack.
Speaking of which, there was another incident where John bit Nathan. Nathan had done something to John- maybe he took away a toy John was playing with. Whatever the reason was, John retaliated by biting Nathan on the rear and clamping down with his teeth and refusing to let go. Nathan was shrieking and running around the house with John’s teeth clamped on his rear like a fox trap.
There is certainly no lack of enterainment around this house!
I walked into the kitchen to find this: Nathan’s pj’s thrown onto the ceiling fan.
When I asked Nathan how his pj’s got up there, he matter-of-factly told me he put them there so they wouldn’t get dirty.
It has begun.
Nathan tried to get John in trouble.
See, our toilet seat falls back down whenever Nathan tries to raise it so he can pee. Because of that, he’s just started leaving it down. Unfortunately, he will sometimes get pee on the toilet seat.
I went there to use the restroom, and when I stood up, I realized I had sat in pee. After getting myself and the toilet seat cleaned up, I told Nathan he needs to pay more attention when he pees to make sure all his pee goes in the toilet and not on the seat.
“Nathan didn’t pee on the seat,” he told me.
“Oh really?” I said.
“No, it wasn’t Nathan, it was baby brother.”
“Baby brother went into the bathroom, took off his diaper, and peed all over the potty and everywhere,” Nathan said with a straight face.
Who knew my seven-week-old baby was so precocious?
Conversations between me and Nathan tend to go downhill rather quickly. It will usually start out innocently enough with Nathan asking a little question, but then he’ll play off that question and turn the conversation into something it totally was not! The following is a prime example…
Nathan: What’s that on your ear, Mom?
Me: That’s my Bluetooth earpiece.
Nathan: No, Purpletooth.
Me: Ha! Well, technically it IS purple, but the device itself is called a Bluetooth earpiece.
Nathan: No, it’s a Pooptooth earpiece.
Me: (in my Mommy voice) That’s not nice, Nathan. It’s called a Bluetooth earpiece.
Nathan: It’s poop on your ear!
How do kids come up with this stuff??