If I had not heard it with my own ears, I would not have believed it.  But at 9pm last night, I was standing in the kitchen and I heard what sounded like water dripping in the kitchen. I walked over to the window, looked at the vent that leads to the boys bedroom, nothing. But I knew that I heard something.

A few minutes later, I sat down and started eating and I heard water dripping again, this time, I heard the boys over by the vent. I knew that there weren’t any cups of water in their bedroom, so that meant one thing, PEE! That’s right, the boys thought that it would be funny to pee in the air vent and let me correct that, as I quickly figured out, it was only one of the boys, Baby A. As I went upstairs, I had to quickly gather my thoughts and make sure that when I talked with them, that I was stern, yet fair and more importantly, try my best not to laugh.

Boys will be boys and let’s be honest, we’ve all done some stupid things in our life. My mother reminded me this morning that when my dad was in OCS in Mississippi, I guess that I was about 4, that one night that I was sleep walking and thought that it would be a good idea to pee in the closet. I asked my mom how she handled it and she laughed and said, “well at that point, what was I going to do?” Point well taken mom. And that is was partially how I felt last night, he had already gone, my job now was to get the point across that he wasn’t supposed to do that and that there would be a consequence for that, i.e. no TV shows after school.

I realize that parenting is a day by day thing, meaning that you just really never know what they will do or say.  But never did I think that I would ever have to tell my son that we don’t pee down the air vent. That was a first.