Screwdriver

I walked out of our bedroom, into the hallway and was stopped by my son.

“Here, mommy,” Aiden said as he stepped outside of the bathroom handing me a plastic green and yellow screwdriver.

I unquestioningly took the toy screwdriver in my hand, “why is this wet??”

“Because I put it in the toilet,” he happily answered as I noticed his underwear and pants wrapped around his ankles.

Uggghh. WTF.

And this, ladies and gentlemen, is my life. Ta-Da!! :)