Weebles wobble

Just had to share this with you.
It is a special memory of mine
that I hope you will enjoy. . .

Today is our oldest son's birthday.
Happy Birthday Grey!

This is the toddler that was entralled
by the flushing mechanism of a toilet.
He flushed books, toys, his sister's lipgloss
(and basically anything that wasn't nailed down).
Yes.  It became a real problem.



We scolded.
We threatened.
We placed locks on the bathroom door, etc. etc.
Still the flushing continued.

One evening said child managed to flush
3 Weebles down the toilet.
(Does anyone remember,
"Weebles wobble
but they don't fall down"?)

Young, tired Mom that I was,
I said, "Just wait till your Daddy
gets home. . .".

To my surprise he dropped to his
knees and began one of the most
serious, solemn prayers I have
ever heard, asking God to please
unplug the toilet before his Daddy
came home.

To my amazement the toilet began

to bubble and up they came.

Gurgle.  Gurgle.  Plop. 

One Weeble.

Then two Weebles.

Then three Weebles.

Never doubt that children
have God's ear; A child's prayer
is a powerful thing.