Today, as Matt was trying to put pants on Harper before we ventured out in public, he noticed that Harper's underwear were just a wee bit wet. Before Matt could even ask him why he had dribbled in his draws and not gone to the little boy's room, Harper's quick wit went to work. The conversation went something like this:
Matt: Harper, your underwear feel a little bit wet. Why didn't you use the potty instead of your underwear?
Harper: Oh Daddy that's not pee - it's water from last night.
Heather (from another room and laughing out loud) - Water from last night? I don't think so.
Once again, Harper's quick witted mind goes to work. From another room, I see him walk to the kitchen and fill up a cup with water from the refrigerator. As I am walking into the room I can't believe my eyes. Harper is dumping the water down the front of his underwear. He obviously didn't see me behind him and he says:
"See mom, it wasn't pee - it really was water from last night."
I know that as a parent I am probably suppose to use this as an opportunity to teach him a very good life lesson about the importance of always telling the truth but I guess I will need to relinquish my mother of the year award because I lost it and started dying laughing. I think he gets a prize for creativity and another one for going a step further and putting himself and his privates through a rush of cold water with the intention of convincing us that his wet underwear were the result of water from over 24 hours ago. The three year old mind obviously hasn't perfected the concept of relational time. He has aced a lot of areas though - including the art of negotiation, manipulation and creative story telling.
I guess this is only preparation for the teenage years that seem so far away.
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