I've tried lightly tickling Micah's cheeks with my brushes, but he'll have none of it. The sensory issues probably prohibit his toleration. His stubbornness plays into it even more. If he can't do it himself, he'll most certainly not have someone else do it for him.
He watches, he imitates with his fingers, careful not to actually touch the make-up. He loses interest after painting one cheek and his lips and moves to the other side of the bathroom. I watch out of the corner of my eye, quietly waiting to see what he'll find to get into.
The toilet paper spins so nicely every time his hand touches it. The tail of the roll gets longer and longer. I finally have to ask him to stop. He complies by tearing off the part that's been unrolled, holding it at length, and slowly lowering it into the toilet.
Flush.
And that explains why I buy a mega pack of toilet paper way more often than I should.
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Sometimes I can't decide whether it's a good thing or a bad thing when we find out the answers to life's little mysteries....
Good times for sure! Can I play next?
I like the new look. How new is it? This is the first time I've been to your site in a little while, I have been doing it the lazy way, through my reader. :) Looks good!
Eventually he'll stop with the tp and the flushing, right? :)
Its better than flushing a bulb syringe.... but i'm sure you've gone through those types of plumber visits too! :)
You came pretty close to describing my mornings with my very curious (and very grabby) almost 3 year old!
We go through so much toilet paper here it is ridiculous! The spinning, the flushing, the 'I want to wipe myself-ing' . . . I am forever greatful for Costco.
Has he gone through the pantyliner and tampon stage? That stage cost me a small fortune.
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