Does anyone have trouble getting their kids bathed on a regular basis? Ethan tends to get about 4 showers or baths over the weekend and none during the week. He got a bath Saturday night, had an accident that night, so he got another one Sunday morning. We went to the RAC Sunday afternoon, so he took another shower after being in the pool. Monday nights the boys do wrestling, so he took one after that. Tuesday nights we are at gymnastics until late for Sydney, Wednesday night is AWANA, Thursday night he had to go to bed early for whiny, tired behavior, and by Friday I think, well he'll have one tomorrow anyway. We like to cluster them up on the weekend.
Last night Ethan took the first of his many weekend baths. He either didn't have a bathtub, or wasn't allowed to take baths with his biological mom, so he loves to take baths. He plays with bath toys for hours in there. It is pretty cute. (Not exactly 8 year-old behavior, but we're hitting those early stages that he missed.) Last night we had just returned from a day of snowboarding. I had 25 minutes to make dinner, unload snowboarding gear, check the mail, fill out some forms that needed to be returned in the mail ASAP, finish printing Devon's lost spelling words off the computer, wash dirty dishes in the sink, and all the other mothering things I do when I have a few minutes when dinner is in the oven. I had four kids to shower or bath between Saturday night and Sunday morning, so I had Ethan choose a bath or shower. He chose a bath...as usual. In the midst of the chaos, I didn't get in the bathroom to check on him soon enough. When I came in he was already climbing out of the tub, with dry, unwashed hair. He assured me that he had washed it. (I said he was a liar, just not a very good one.)
As I came in the bathroom I noticed a very heavy aroma of my perfume in the air. It was VERY strong. I asked Ethan where he had sprayed my perfume...my eyes are currently roaming the room with questions....On his hair? On his body? On his clothes? Just in the air? On the towels? On the counter? By the toilet? Where, where, where? How many things am I going to have to wash? Ethan, of course, has no idea what I'm talking about. "I didn't spray any perfume. What's perfume? I don't know. It wasn't me. I didn't do anything. I didn't spray anything." Thankfully I know my son's bad habit of lying, especially when the fear of getting in trouble is imminent.
So I asked him again where he sprayed mommy's perfume because I know he sprayed it and Jesus doesn't like it when we lie. It is important to tell the truth. He pointed at the mirror and said, "I cleaned the mirror with it!" I turned my head, and sure enough...that's what he did. The little beads of moisture were all over the mirror. I asked him how many times he sprayed the perfume and he said, "I think once, or twice or three or something." So I now know that he sprayed it at least 8 times. So I calmly explained what perfume is and that it is NOT for cleaning the mirror. I also said, I realize you may not have known what it was, but you knew that it was not for cleaning the mirror...right Ethan? He nods yes. So after putting him back in the tub to wash his hair, he is instructed to wash the mirror before dinner.
I then announced to the family that now is a great time to take care of any business they might need to take care of in the bathroom because it is currently smelling so good. After dinner, I went in the bathroom to see that Ethan did clean the mirror as asked. He did it! He left the Windex and paper towels on the counter, his towel and clothes on the floor, the shower curtain open, 20 bathtub toys in the tub, the toilet seat up and unflushed, and the lightand fan on, but he did clean the mirror, so I have nothing to complain about...right? And as I cleaned up his mess, I enjoyed the smell of my perfume.
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