Pee-casso

Yesterday I got to experience something very...well...strange. Alex watched an old episode of Mr. Roger's Neighborhood on PBSkids.org (one of his favorite places to play). I was never a fan of the guy, but Alex has been watching him for three days now and is intrigued it seems. The episode he watched was about abstract art and the artist he mentioned was Picasso. (If you read the title of the blog then you see where this is going, perhaps.) Well, Alex is quite potty-trained of course so accidents are few and far between. So when he called me to help in the bathroom I was a bit confused. This is how the next two minutes went:

Alex: "Mama! I got pee everywhere!"

Me: "What?! What did you do?"

I proceed to go into the bathroom where I find him standing next to the toilet and zero yellow tinge to the water. He then points to the floor...and the wall...and the magazine rack...and the vent...you get the point. I stand there, jaw dropped to my pee-soaked floor and stare in shock. Alex is smiling. I finally get my wits back.

Me: "What on earth did you do?"

Alex: "Um, I just peed everywhere."

Me (trying to not explode): "What the heck did you do?"

Alex: "Well, I was just trying to do something mom."

Me (dumbfounded): "What in the world were you trying to do?!"

Alex (shrugs indifferently): "Well, I was just trying to do something and I peed everywhere."

I tried to tell him how upset it made me but I don't think he believed me. I came up with the fairly certain conclusion that he was attempting his 'hand' in abstract art. It's the only theory I could come up with. There was literally urine dripping off of everything...except the toilet. There's no possible way that whatever he was trying to do was unintentional.

Despite the absurdity of the situation, when he left the bathroom, I couldn't help but laugh.