"what, mom? i'm just shooting some hoops!"
"oh, you wanted me to smile?!?!"
FIRE! he shoots...
and he scores! he's quite good at clapping for himself, and he's really a good shot. he makes over half of them!
it was no where to be found.
hmmmm. so i asked him, where is your choo choo, tanner?
immediately he RAN STRAIGHT to the bathroom and PROUDLY pointed at the toilet. he even started blowing because it was his whistle choo choo. and i started putting it all together. yup, i had heard the toilet flush about 5 minutes before (the doors are almost always closed...it had been closed all day...literally had just left it open as i finished getting ready and i thought he was in his room). oh and those wet hands when he came asking where his choo choo was...yup, clearly that had to have been toilet water.
yes, the choo choo had been flushed to it's death-poor thomas. and i just prayed the potty still flushed. lance was able to fish the choo choo out with a coat hanger. the thought hadn't even crossed my mind that he had flushed something else. i didn't think he had anything in his hands except his whistle.
well, a day later and a nice, expensive visit from a plumber later, we discovered that he had indeed flushed something else with his choo choo. the plumber (with the toilet in the front yard-yes he had to completely remove it) discovered he had FLUSHED A MINI PUMPKIN! oh.my.word! at least we got a slight discount that night (nice plumber)...and a lot of laughs.
most expensive pumpkin we've ever bought! and you better believe the rest of the mini pumpkins throughout the house were thrown away that night! no more decorating with mini pumpkins for this house!