Oh. My. Goodness.
I babysat three brothers all day on Thursday (for free for once). Their mom had some really important things to get done and I didn't mind. I knew they were handfuls because of previous experiences in preschool and nursery, but I have never watched them before. I kept a close eye on them for the first hour or so, but I saw that all the boys were playing surprisingly well together so I went downstairs and went about my usual business while they played upstairs. Well, quite awhile later, the youngest boy, who recently turned two, came downstairs with no pants or a diaper on and he was completely soaked. His older brother informed me that he had been playing in my bathroom. I ran up there to see what had happened, and found this......
Wet balls of toilet paper stuck to the wall, along with the dismantled roll itself.
The rest of the roll in my toilet. I dug it all out with a plastic hanger and at the very bottom was another roll of toilet paper. Thank goodness he didn't try to flush it. The toilet wads were also all over the floor and even on the mirror.
The toilet roll holder torn out of the wall.
I felt very mixed emotions about all of this. I mean, on one hand, it is just plain frustrating and angering. That was not an easy thing to clean up while watching 5 kids. On the other hand, I felt bad that I hadn't kept an eye on him better. I honestly did not realize he was capable of causing so much mischief. If he were my own kid I probably have known him well enough to know to keep an eye on him. And trust me, after that incident, he did not leave my sight. I made all the kids stay in the playroom and I planted myself right outside the open door with a book.
I felt guilty telling the mom why he was wearing different clothes when she came to get him, but she was just really relieved he hadn't flooded the house. His oldest brother informed me that he has done stuff like this before.
