"Bad Baby!"

Last night, I decided to give my mom a call to see how she was doing. Last week, she called to tell me that she's retiring at the end of the school year (she's taught school for over 25 years), and she seemed a little depressed. Well, a little ways into our conversation (I was talking to her on my cell phone), my home phone rang. It was one of my aunts. I had my mom waiting on the cell phone while I spoke with my aunt for a few minutes. She wanted to let me know that she and my uncle were planning on watching the kids for us when I went to the hospital to have the baby. She also told me that my a few of my cousins who live close by would be willing to take them if I went into labor in the middle of the night. This was quite a relief for me, as it's something that's been on my mind more and more lately. ANYway, while I was on the phone with my aunt, and my mom was waiting on the cell phone, I heard a scream coming from the bathroom. Aparently, Jasmine had gone in there to go potty. As usual, she DIDN'T shut the door (I keep trying to get her to close it). Tyler followed her in there, and when she got off the potty, before flushing, he took one of my husband's hats and tossed it into the toilet. Talk about EWWW! Tyler is a pill! Every time Jasmine goes potty and doesn't shut the door, he follows her in there and causes some type of trouble. Grr! Needless to say, she was upset for a few minutes. At one moment, I heard her sternly say, "Tyler, you're a bad baby!" I sure hope this is a lesson well learned, and that Jasmine closes the door from now on. Tyler had better not throw any more things into the toilet, either. By the way.... my mom AND my aunt now know about this whole thing.