Friday, March 16, 2012


I came into the kitchen to find Noah wrestling with the garbage can and finally sitting on top of it.  I asked him what he was doing, and he said he was trying to throw something away but the lid wouldn't stay down.  I said, "Do you ever consider taking the trash out when the can is that full?"  He said, "No, Mom.  That never crosses my mind." 

About an hour later, I'm going to throw something away.  I open the garbage can lid, and garbage spews out all over the floor.  I pull the bag out and hand it Noah, who says, "What should I do with it?"  I gave him a look.  He looked blank.  I said sarcastically, "Put it in your bed." 

Later I'm going by his room, and sure enough, there's a bulging garbage bag tucked into his bed.

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