It was a Monday like any other...chocolate milk to be served, lunches to be made...dance class to attend and a fun filled afternoon of cleaning the basement. My sweet, adorable, loving, won't leave mommies side son has been starting to change. He disappeared while Lips and I were cleaning her room. He soon returned with a soaking wet head of hair. My first thought was, oh no, he got into the sink and there is probably a puddle of water all over my kitchen floor. I got down on my knees and said to 3P, "what has mommy said about getting into the sink?" He flashed that adorable grin at me and I instantly knew that I couldn't get any more mad at him than that. But what I have come to find out is that that once sweet, innocent grin is not so innocent anymore. His response to me was, "No mom, not in the sink...in the potty." That's right folks, my son dunked his own head into the toilet and gave himself his very own swirly and enjoyed every second of it. I was so grossed out and angry at the same time...I marched him up to the shower while he grinned all the while. My husband came in and asked what happened. He had to leave the room he was laughing so hard...I am not so sure I have gotten to the laughing about it phase...maybe when I am telling his kids!!!

But unfortunately for me, the fun doesn't end there...

We picked Lips up from preschool and 3P bolted across the two acres of land that the preschool teacher owns...in which as I got closer he twisted and turned in the mud, just to throw me off. His response when I finally caught up to him..."I wanted to visit the cows..."

and it just keeps on getting better. With all of the wonderful things that come from living in this lovely small town that we are in, there are of course some drawbacks and that is that although we have a ton of fast food places, there is only one with a play place. For me on this Tuesday it provided me and my son to be the entertainment for half of the stay at home moms in this county joining us at McDonald's.

My friend and I were having a lovely conversation over our salads and hamburgers when I happen to look up as my son comes down the slide and walks out with only his shirt on. In all of his glory with that wonderful grin that I have come to know as evil, my son flashes the entire restaurant. There were of course some snickers as I ran over to put his pants back on. I told him not to take his clothes off again and sent him back up the slide to play. I sat waiting to run back to the slide just in case and sure enough he comes out again naked. This time I threatened that we would leave if he took off his pants again. I sent him back up the slide to find the underpants that he left up there. I sat back down again. He came out again a few times with no underpants in hand, but at least he was dressed. All of the sudden everyone around me is laughing hard...3P has placed his underwear on his head and is pretending to be a monster chasing around his sister. Time to leave McDonald's...

I am hoping that very soon my 3P's sweet, innocent smile will return , with no evil side to it! Until then I will keep waking up every morning with my first thought being "what is he going to do today?"