Just a giggle...

This weekend Ethan and I decided to make pumpkin bread. He was very excited to help. So excited, in fact, that when I sent him to the bathroom to wash his hands he was in and out within 10 seconds. We're talking soap on, rinse off, dry, done... maybe it was more like five seconds. Regardless, not long enough to get your hands clean before you start to making food.

As I ran up to check on the nap boycotting, getting into everything twins, I sent Ethan back to the bathroom to wash his hands well. I reminded him that you need to sing the happy birthday song twice while rubbing soap on your hands, then rinse. When I came back downstairs Ethan was still in the bathroom washing his hands. He was singing the birthday song. As I walked by the door, I heard something that made me stop. Then I backed up and listened to his song outside the closed bathroom door as he went throught he birthday song again, with this line: "...happy birthday dear bathroom..." As I giggled I thought, okay, well... that does make sense... in a way.

Ahhh... my Ethan...