We rarely have tissue in our home. We get it once in awhile, run out, and then forget to buy any for a really long time. As a result, when anyone needs to blow their nose, chances are good that it’s toilet paper.
Because of this, we often have a roll of toilet paper sitting in the living room. Today there was maybe somewhere between 1/4 and 1/2 of a roll sitting on the top shelf of our bookcase. In the ONE minute that it took for me to go to the bathroom to pee, Breanna (who is getting so very tall), stretched her arm up, grabbed it, and sat down with it. Forget toys and books, one of her favorite things in all the world is ripping a piece of toilet paper into tiny pieces. Have you read Stephen King’s The Langoliers? Remember Craig Toomey? Breanna does the same thing; ideally she won’t grow up to be a jackass freak like him of course.
When I came back to the living room all the toilet paper was shredded all over the carpet. It’s like she’s a shredding machine.
A good housekeeper would have freaked out, and then picked it all up immediately. Me? I sighed an exasperated, “Oh Breanna!” And then I thought, you know, at least she’s sitting quietly in one corner, shredding and playing with her pile of paper. It’s definitely better than trying to scale the back of the couch or pulling plates off the table. So I left it there.
I may just give her toys away and buy a crate of toilet paper for her instead.
Man, what a great photo that would have made!
Heh, Grove does that too, and then feeds it to the dogs…
I agree with the PP, that would have made a great pic. Kids love playing with some strange things. Give our boys boxes and they’ll play with them all day.
You know my mom told me that when she was little her mom would take her out “visiting” with friends, and would bring along a roll of toilet paper. She would sit there happily for most of the visit ripping up the roll into little pieces and when it was time to go home, she simply scooped up the mess into a bag and threw it away! Heh! (And my mom is 65 now, so that’s going back some time. I guess kids don’t change much.)