the other day when i was picking up Z at the end of the day, i couldn't find him on the playground. finally he came out to the yard, he had been in the bathroom. we walk out of the building, through the parking lot, are in the process of getting in the car when he says:
Z - i think i have poop on my butt
me - [@#$#@%#@%@#$%@#$%@#$%!!!!!] well, if you do, you're just going to have to sit in it because really, you need to clean your butt better, this shouldn't be an issue.
Z - there wasn't paper in there
me - then you should have gotten some from the other toilet or said something to someone.
we drive home
me - go clean your butt [to Z, not B]
B - what's going on?
i relay above scenario & B about falls out of his chair knowing that's not how i would normally handle the situation; he may have have done it that way, but not me.
the boy is wearing me down.