Good gravy, man. Why didn’t anyone tell me that kids learn from their older siblings LIKE THIS? Seriously, I expected Chip to maybe walk early, learn to read at the same time as his brothers, or say please and thank you all the time.

No. I get the kid who learns to be mouthy! How’s that for a treat for Mom!

Background: Chip likes to go into the bathroom by himself and fool around. He also knows this is not allowed which of course makes the thrill all that much better. But the saving grace is that we’ve always been able to say “Chip, please come out and close the door.” And he does it. Cool, right?

This morning Chip was in the bathroom. Mr. Plain used the previously mentioned sentence. And Chip instead turned around and said:

“Whhhhyyyyyyy?”

Oh fuck, we’re fucked! He’s only (hmmm… math time….) 21 months old and he’s already learned the phrase that drives me insane! Now how exactly is that a good survival strategy? Darwin was wrong if you ask me!

Oh, and by the way, on Sunday I came home from taking the older boys to their first swim lesson. Mr. Plain was home alone with Chip. I walk in the door and Chip runs out of the bathroom yelling “MOMMY!!!” And holding a matchbox car. And soaking wet up to his shoulder.

Mr. Plain says “Wow, this really makes me look bad!”