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Spoken like a true Woman.


Scene :
Syd is playing in the tub. Me and my wife are rocking the boys to sleep and talking about our day.
Syd doesn't stop talking or singing which is my security that she's ok until I can get back in there. Things got a little quiet and I shushed J.
"SSSSSHHHH !" ear turned to the doorway.
Syd still chattering away.....me STRAINING to listen.....J looking at me like What The Hell.
"Do you hear that?" I said standing up, placing Spencer in the crib.
"What?" J, still with the What The Hell look on her face.
I walked toward the bathroom, Syd is sitting playing with her bath doll and has turned the fish that covers the faucet upside down which pools the water in the mouth, backing it up and allows it to come out of the base and over the top, making it's way to my floor.
I heard water dripping so I walked over to the tub. Turned the fish back down and didn't notice any major puddle or large amounts of water flowing out of the tub. I headed back to the boys room and I hear it again. I look downstairs....like that's going to help me listen and I realize there is water dripping downstairs. I head down and sure enough. From the ceiling above the upstairs tub.....water is coming down at a quick speed in to the basement bathroom. I get a towel, throw it on the puddle and tell J.
J freaks out. "I have told her not to turn that fish upside down a MILLION times."
I am actually the calm one, "it's ok....she's 3....it's my fault for not being in there."
"It's RUINED. The whole ceiling, the WALLS....GOD !" J is pacing between the upstairs bathroom and the stairs.
"Go lay down honey. Just go lay down for a minute."
"NO!" she heads downstairs.

Now this is just the set up. The reason I'm telling you this story is for what followed bath time.

I was explaining to Syd why she can't turn the fish upside down, trapping the water in the fishes mouth and told her that the water was now dripping from the ceiling downstairs.
Sydney, "you need to call a man."
"What?" wondering where she hears this stuff.
"yip, you need to call a man...and then he will come here...and then he will SWEEEEP the water away." Syd using a sweeping motion with her hands.
"Why do we need to call a man. Mommy is WAY smarter than most men. She can take care of it."
"NO ! You HAVE to call a MAN."
I rolled my eyes and got her ready for bed.

She went downstairs to see Mommy taking the heat lamp off of the ceiling, allowing 24 oz of water to come down on top of her head. Still not happy.
"Mommy, we need to call a MAN to come."
Furrowed brow, "Why would I need to call a man. I can fix it myself"
"NO MOMMY ! You need to get your cell phone and call a man. He will fix it." Syd started up the stairs.

J, "Who the hell teaches her this shit?"
Me smiling, "I have NO idea"
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