jenny is going to strangle the squirrels that are digging up her bulbs. oh yes. it will happen.
so it took 3 1/2 yrs (almost to the day) but it finally happened! augustine told a lie. two actually confirmed, another highly suspected. here's what keeps happening. augustine was potty trained fully over a year ago and like HORRAY! but the one area that he just can't seem to get is that he takes of his underwear and pants every single time he wants to use the potty. and like, who care right? two things, one without fail the boy comes down with his underwear inside out and backwards. EVERY TIME. its comical! he claims "that's how i likes them!" but really i think he just gets them all wound around his ankles when he's trying to take them off and they wind up inside out. unsure how they consistently wind up backwards as well though. the second point, and really this is the crux of the frustration - shield your eyes oh, squeamish, non-parent types, when he poops he isnt superfantastico about wiping. he has his own special wipes and everything but again, not great at getting the full monty removed. so then he sits down on the carpet to put on his pants and underwear (backwards! inside out!) and guess what remains on my rug!?
P O O P
luckily i have two bathroom rugs so i can switch them out when one inevitably gets marked up but just ugh, how annoying! i do not enjoy switching rugs every other day! one of my greatest fears is that someone is going to just pop by and want to use my bathroom and be utterly grossed out at the skids on my rug! ridiculous? probably. still feeling this way? definitely. so back to the lie. every time he has to go to the restroom on his way there i say something like "so what are you going to do when you get up there?" use my step stool, wipe, and flush! "and what AREN'T you going to do?" take off my pants and undies! and wouldnt you know it he comes down with them inside out and backwards exclaiming YAY mommy! i didn't take them off! he did this yesterday and the day before. the second one sent him off for naptime without lunch.
the second suspected lie wasnt able to be confirmed simply because i walked into the room with augustine holding his keys (a compilation of keys we no longer use) and olive crying. he said "olive hit her head on my keys". nice.