A week of taking care of my 8 and 2-year-old grandkids left me exhausted. It also taught me we all need a little grace.
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A week of taking care of my 8 and 2-year-old grandkids left me exhausted. It also taught me we all need a little grace.
"I had slept just a few hours and woke up dehydrated, my tongue dry and sticky, my head aching. In the bathroom, I noticed yellow specks on the porcelain rim. Not surprising with a 2-year-old in the house. But then, at 7 a.m., there it was: a puddle circling the toilet with a musty odor rising from it. I flicked on the fan, reached for a paper towel to sop up the mess, and cautioned myself against overreacting."
"George dropped his head. This non-stop chatterer went silent. He turned toward the wall and buried his face in his shoulder. After breakfast, George became his talkative self again as he drove trucks through kinetic sand, performed somersaults off the couch, and wheeled his scooter from room to room. When he needed a bathroom break, he opted for nature pees in the backyard."
On the fifth day of full-time care, the caregiver woke exhausted and dehydrated and found early-morning urine specks and then a puddle circling the toilet. The caregiver tried to stay composed while the 2-year-old insisted on doing things himself and slammed doors. The toddler displayed shame when confronted about the mess, then resumed energetic play and sometimes relieved himself outside. Later the toddler slammed the bathroom door, and the caregiver quietly checked to find him kneeling and reaching toward the back wall with a gigantic wad of toilet paper, leaving the bowl clogged with voluminous amounts.
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