Bathroom Buddy

So, I've started to notice a trend lately. I now have my own personal bathroom buddy. I never have to be alone in the bathroom again! :o) There is always toilet paper unrolled waiting for me at my feet. All I have to do is reach down and pick up a big wad. This is a good thing b/c I was getting really tired of having to unroll it myself! I always have special entertainment as well. Today, it was all about bandaids.....what bandaids smell like, what bandaids taste like, sound like when opened and crumpled, look like scattered in every corner, stuck to the bottom of a small foot crawling towards the kitchen (another scary frontier). He is my mini germ inspector. The walk-in shower is just fascinating to him. It's a perfect place to scrape his nails in the grout (ooh, gross!)and pat his chubby hands on the tiles. It even echoes to his excited "ba-ba, da-da ahhh!" I now even have someone to flush the toilet for me. He knows it's his job as soon as I stand up. He is sooo fast, I don't think I can even beat him to it! And, I never fear whether the first flush did the job or not b/c multiple flushes is the standard procedure now. At least I know where he is when he is with me and that does bring some semblance of peace. Odd isn't it? Odd how quiet used to bring a sense of peace. Now, quiet means there is something going on that usually involves my saying a forceful, "Nooooooooo! Wy-AT!" Yes, happy baby chatter and band-aid entertainment is much more peaceful to a mother's mind than silence! Silence is NOT golden!