Since I haven't written in a while, I thought I would share some Reese stories. Because I'm never short on a Reese story.
One evening he told us his name was no longer Reese but Jim. He was a painter, and drove a red truck. Anytime I said Reese he quickly corrected me. Not only did his name change but he referred to himself in third person. He yelled from the potty, "Momma, come wipe Jim". I asked him "Reese, are you tired?" "Yeah, Jim is tired".
The next morning we thought for sure he had forgotten about it but no, he was still Jim. We get to daycare and everyone that said "Hey Reese!" he told them he was Jim. Later in the day and little girl hit him and this is what he said to the teacher "Mary (name changed to protect the not so innocent) hit Jim". The last funny bit was when one of his friends said "Bye Reese" and "Jim" looked at the mom and said "He doesn't know my name is Jim now". After about a day and a half he went back to Reese :)
This next story still has me baffled. Monday morning Denson walks into to the living room to see Reese going potty in between the cushions on the couch!! Bailey chimes in that the couch was wet the night before and thought someone had just spilled something. We asked Reese about it and it was pee pee!! We were livid and grossed out. That afternoon we steamed cleaned the couch and decided we better find out if there were any more "marking of the territory". The answer was yes, and the following were steam cleaned, or washed: behind his bed, side of his bed, IN THE TOY BOX, and the dining room rug!
We told him that if we caught him doing this again we would throw his big boy underwear away and he would have to wear diapers from now on. He didn't like that at all so HOPEFULLY I won't have another story like it.
Stay tuned for the next Reese story in the making I'm sure!
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