On A Roll

I was loading the dishwasher after breakfast.  Sawyer usually helps me, but today he kept trying to take a knife out of the dishwasher.  I told him he would be better off to play with his ball.  He played in the kitchen with me for a minute, and then he chased his ball down the hallway.  I finished loading, and he hadn’t come back.  I heard gleeful noises coming from the bathroom and hurried in there, horrified to imagine what all he might have thrown in the toilet.  I arrived to find an entire roll of toilet paper in the floor and Sawyer holding onto a piece wiping his mouth and saying, “face” while smiling 🙂  When I said, “Look at this!” he said (of course), “My, my, my…”