A couple of weeks ago, Kealoha came up to me, and said, “Mommy, you can get me anything for Christmas, and I’ll be thankful.” “Anything?” I asked. And she said anyting but toilet paper. ha!
A couple of days ago, the topic of Christmas presents came up again.
Kealoha: Mommy, so what are you getting me for Christmas?
me: Toilet paper
Kealoha: What? How come?
me: It’s the best present ever. Can you imagine going to the bathroom, and there’s no toilet paper?
Kealoha: Ewww, that would be gross!
me: See, isn’t toilet paper the best present?
Kealoha: (smartly ignoring my question) But can I get a toy or something?
me: Well, it’s like a toy. Toi – let paper! See? It starts with toy!
Kealoha: Mommy! How about something I can play with?
me: well, maybe you can play with some of it. A roll comes with lots of paper, you know.
Kealoha: But daddy said we shouldn’t play with TP!
me: Yeah, because that’s the family TP. You’ll have a roll all your own so you can do whatever you want with it!
Kealoha: (Shakes her head). Mommy, really, mommy. What are you getting me for Christmas?
me: Toilet paper!
Before you call CPS for child abuse, Kealoha is very good-natured about the whole thing. She was giggling for most of our conversation. Now, we’re really going to have to wrap a roll. And a toy or two!
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