I despise (I know this is a harsh word) cleaning bathrooms. I do. I will clean bathrooms, but I am grossed out. I don't know what it is with my son, but the yellow evidence constantly left by Brayden in the bathroom is proof that my child does not know how to go to the bathroom.
I made a drastic decision on Monday that this was a battle worth fighting!
He was leisurely laying in his Papa's recliner watching cartoons and I walked into the living room and told him I needed his help. He bounced out of the recliner and followed me into the laundry room where the cleaning supplies are stored. Now mind you Brayden is asking ten questions in a matter of 30 seconds, but I am calm and do not explain. I grab the Clorox wipes and take him to bathroom #1.
I stood by the toilet in bathroom #1 and I pointed out EVERY yellow evidence left by him. I handed him the Clorox wipes and I told him that it was his responsibility to clean it up. I told him he could use as many wipes as needed. His eyes started to take a closer look and then his eyes got real BIG. I stood there and just nodded my head. If I had to guess what was going on his mind his thoughts were probably, "she's lost her mind!"
After he finished cleaning bathroom #1, he came and found me to announce he was done. I went into the bathroom and much to my astonishment, he cleaned his evidence. I then brought him to bathroom #2, which is my bathroom.
I did just like what I did before; I pointed out the evidence and told him that he has a mom that doesn't like to clean up bathroom messes. I reminded him again it was his responsibility to clean up after himself. I handed him back the Clorox wipes and he started working. As he was cleaning he broke the silence with "Mom." I said, "Yea." He said emphatically, "I MUST concentrate more!" I said, "Yep...Yep, you do."
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