Kidisms

"Mom!" My son screached from the bathroom the other morning. I of course went flying to where he was and found him standing in front of the sink as it filled up with water.

"What's going on?" I ask.

"The sink is filling up with water!" He told me, holding his toothbrush. I assessed the situation and found that he was right. The sink was clogged. Further assessment concluded something or someone had made it down our drain.

"Hmmmm." I ponder as I turn the water off.

I leave the bathroom and head to the closet, my shadow not far from asking a million questions as I go. I found a wire hanger and unraveled it and made it straight. Back to the bathroom we went, little shadow now overly inquisitive as to what I was up too.

I managed to salvage the GI Joe and toothpaste lid that made it down the drain with one swoop of my handy dandy tool and wa la. Sink unclogged.

My little man was very impressed. I do believe I earned kudos with that little maneuver.