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Oftentimes, when one of our children chooses to display a “best of” series of his or her tantrum abilities, Dan will suggest that it’s possible we have too many children.  My standard response is, “even if we only had one, he/she, would still be doing this.”

Siblings tend to come into play more often, I think, not during tantrums, but when Mom or Dad have their heads` turned.  Sometimes, they don’t even wait for that – they just start conspiring right there in front of you.  (Maria is particularly talented in this event.)

Anyhow, despite some consipiratorial doozies, often enough, the kids can easily think of and orchestrate enough things on their own to get them into trouble.  No siblings needed.  It must be in their genes (no doubt from the H side of the family, as I’m quite sure I never got into to trouble as a child.  Unless my brother made me do it.)

This morning, after putting away a few groceries and changing a diaper, I put on some hot water to make myself some coffee.  As I was pouring the water into my cup, I heard water running upstairs.  A few minutes before, Sam had been trying to brush his teeth, so I figured he was back at it.  Thankfully, after having had four children, I knew that I needed to investigate immediately and not after sitting down with my coffee for a peaceful moment.

Well, he wasn’t brushing his teeth.

He was filling the sink up with water, in which he had placed every single thing that wasn’t nailed down in the bathroom.  All the toothbrushes.  Both tubes of toothpaste.  The soap.  A towel.  Several bunches of toilet paper.  The kleenex box.

Not too much damage had been done.  I cleaned up the mess and redirected his attention.  Then, I wondered, “where did he come up with this idea?”

As I said.  No siblings needed.