Payback Can Be Messy

When Pink Eye resurfaced in our house Monday afternoon I knew I was going to need a plan B for the next day. You see, I was scheduled to be at a planning meeting for the upcoming Building Better Moms year at church and the boys were scheduled to play in the church nursery during my 2 hour meeting. Thankfully my sister Laura was at the house while I was mulling over what to do about the next morning and she mentioned she was free the next morning. Whew!

When Laura called me early the next morning to assure me she was up and would be there on time she asked if her boyfriend could tag along. I said sure and reminded her that Jackson was still in the early stage of potty training, so they may want to wear grubby clothes and even have a change of shirts with them.

Fast forward a few hours to when I returned home... Shortly after arriving home Laura confessed to me that the boys learned a new game while I was gone and I may not appreciate it so much. She maintains they didn't show the boys how to do this game, but they did encourage it which she then realized later would likely not be appreciated by us. I nervously asked what the game was (I was picturing teaching them how to escape cribs or turn door nobs).


Yep, the game was dragging chairs to every available light switch and flipping the lights (and exhaust fan!) off and on. Super. That explains why I came home at noon to find my porch light on and chairs scattered all over the house.


I quickly got my "payback" though when Laura and Mason were getting ready to leave and I heard "I think there's pee on my shoe!" and "There's pee on my shoes too!". Every time the boys drag their chairs in an attempt to reach a light switch, a fan switch or something on the counters (they now realize this chair thing is handy for more than just games), I simply remember the payback and I smile.