Today I gave Charlie a little bowl of chips to keep him occupied while I did the dishes. I turned around to start the water in the sink and then looked back to check on Charlie. Seeing he had wandered into the bathroom, I went over to make sure the toilet seat was down (it wasn't) and to make sure he wasn't messing with the toilet water (he was).
Unfortunately, I didn't make it there in time to stop him from dipping his chip into the toilet water, but I did make it there in time to stop him from eating it.
He seemed to think I was being totally unreasonable to take away his chip and make him wash his hands. It's moments like those that make me wonder how often I do something that makes God think, "What are you doing???? Don't do that!!" and, like a 1-year-old, I come back with "What's the big deal?"
No comments:
Post a Comment