Sunday, October 4, 2009

Mentally Insane

Anybody know the process for declaring a person mentally insane? How about a child? A two year old in particular. I would like to get started on declaring Preston insane. Let me explain.

Yesterday we had to take one of our cats to the vet. Said cat came home with a cone. This meant that he didn't fit through the kitty door that led to the liter box room. Since we were heading out to run errands we opted to leave that door open rather than have Charlie, the cat, pee all over the house. Preston was coming with us so it's not like we had to worry about him getting in there.

I'm sure you see where this is going.

We arrived home and because we are used to that door being closed we'd forgotten it was open. It was fine for the first while that we were home. Everyone played upstairs, no one got into anything that they weren't supposed to. Just a typical Saturday.

Then it happened. Preston went downstairs. And we didn't think anything about it. His bedroom is downstairs. The playroom is downstairs. Preston is allowed to go downstairs.

Preston is however not allowed to play in the liter box room or in the liter boxes in that room. Especially in the liter boxes though. Which is why the door to this room is not only kept closed but also locked.

A few minutes after Preston went downstairs to play, it clicked for me. THE LITER BOX ROOM DOOR WAS OPEN! I must have headed down so fast and yelled Preston's name in such a panic that it clicked for Brad as well. Not far behind me heading down the stairs also yelling for Preston was Brad.

I wish I could tell you that this story has a happy ending but it doesn't. I got downstairs and turned the corner to the room just in time to see Preston, my two year old, my baby pull his hand out of the liter box and stick it in his mouth. Disgust. A need to vomit. These were the thoughts that ran through my head as I handed Preston off to Brad.

After I got over my initial feelings on finding Preston eating kitty liter, I've decided he needs to be declared. The child won't try new foods. Is refusing to eat anthing but mac and cheese, french fries, and bagels these days. Yet he's willing to stick his hand in the liter box, where the cats pee and poop and try that!? Who does that? What kind of sane person does that? Clearly only someone who is mentally insane would refuse to eat stew and tacos and spaghetti and choose to eat the contents of a cat toliet.

Now if you will please excuse me, just reliving the whole experience makes me feel sick all over again.

10 comments:

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Jolene said...

Oh Kim, thanks for the chuckle, I needed that. :P

Tonight Amber attempted to eat the tortilla around the melted cheese in her quesadilla, so you know I understand the food battles.

But, kitty litter . . . you definitely got me beat.

Cindy @ Chalk it Up! said...

Kids! Go figure! Mine have me scratching my head everyday! Preston is a cutie!
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Have a great week!
Cindy

Momma G.Love said...

Oh man! I can't stop laughing. My son gets into everything. Thankfully no cats here so I will never find him eating kitty litter but I'm sure something will happen soon!

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Kait T said...

Dwight, that horrible cat from hell pooped on our rug in our bedroom and Molly ate it. You should be happy he was just trying the litter. I actually did vomit over that one. *shudder*

Stereos and Souffles said...

Ewwww. I wouldn't put my hand in my cat's litter box if you paid me!
I'm sure you spent a lot of time scrubbing him clean. Yikes.

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Aleta said...

Ok, I have to say this...


EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW


I remember how a friend of mine had a Halloween party and she made a desert that was supposed to resemble a kitty litter box (using tootsie rolls as the cat poop)... it was funny, but yeah, NOBODY tried it. Lol.

Have you asked Preston why the litter?

Maricris Zen Mama said...

Yikes! That is real freaky but understanding the way kids think, NEW things and unchartered boundaries are what they love to test. I'm sure you'll be locking that door after this incident :)

Joy said...

wow! my daughter is just starting to explore like that. Today I found her pulling things out of my purse one at a time and piling them up on the table. She got into my makeup last week. Time to start watching what doors are open and what's sitting at toddler level!

DakerMom said...

it is so funny that you have a whole seperate room for the litter box! It is necessary though, I know it is, which is the exact reason I'll never have another cat, well that and my husband's allergy to them. Ahh, the wonders of having a son, Can't wait!!! Visiting from Sits, btw!