How nice. He remembered to put the toilet seat down and even closed the lid. Too bad he forgot to flush.
Shoot! It happened again. And again. And whatdya know, two more times.
Welcome to my seven-day experience with the visitor.
This adult visitor, who I'll go as far as disclosing is related to me through my babies' daddy, stayed on our sofa for only a few days. We love him to pieces, but for whatever reason, this time the visit seemed longer than most.
Unusual toilet issue aside (By the way, why was I the only one discovering it?), there was also the talking. The really loud talking just as Aiden was on the cusp of finally falling asleep.
Even the hourly beep of the digital watch our visitor wore seemed extraordinarily loud. *beep* *beep* It's 8pm. *beep* *beep* Nine. *BEEP* *BEEP* 2 a.m....
He stood in the bathroom beside me and made loud conversation as I rushed around in the morning trying to get ready for work.
And now... Happy Tuesday! Visitor flew back across the thousands of ocean miles that separate us.
Hmm. The house feels a little empty now... What would we do without our families? :)