This is the kind of stuff I’m dealing with lately

At 4am this morning, he crept into our room.  He was there to wake me up…again.  Yes, it was Callen and he brought with him a terrible lie.  “I peed my bed and jammies”.  His sweet little voice charmed me out of my comfortable bed and down the hall to his room with him.  I checked his bed for pee…it was dry.  He had already taken his “Cars” jammies off and I checked those too…dry.  What was going on here?  What was this little guy up too?  “I want to wear my Scooby’s” he said as he pulled his favorite jammies out of his closet.  I instantly I knew he had me where he wanted me;  he was using me for my buttoning skills.  I told him he needed to go back to bed and he instantly began to try to intimidate me with high-pitched crying and various other scene-making antics.  He has misjudged me…for I will not take that shit.  No, I will not take it!  I told him I would put his butt in the shower, jammies and all, just like Dad did last week, and he began to calm down.  I asked if he needed to go pee; he was adamant:  “No!”  I took a deep breath, got him back in his bed, tucked him in, and began to walk out of his room.  I took only one step and I felt it…I had just stepped into a patch of pee-soaked carpet.  Instead of using the bathroom, he decided to just pee on the carpet.  I glared at him and he gave me a coy look that told me that he knew he did wrong but was also impressed with himself.  So my husband has the day off today and instead of hanging out with my guys, I’ll have to steam clean the carpet in his room…again.  This is how life with Callen has been lately; every day is something new that I could have never expected and cannot seem to prevent.  *sigh*…