and he let little kid out for dinner and an early bed time and little kid has NO REMORSE. He's walking around perfectly pleased with himself, he doesn't care that everyone is mad at him, he thinks any mention of the computer or of him being a bad boy is very funny.
Right now we're all ignoring him and he's combating that by throwing things at me and snatching Big Kid's dinner off of his plate.
Obviously he can never be left unwatched for even one minute. This does not mean I won't be going to the bathroom by myself (which I consider a basic human right), this means he will be spending A LOT more time in his crib.
Most kids would be happy to pretend to type or to turn the computer off, but no, little kid manages to pry half the keys up, throw them around the family room and crush some of their plastic supports in a matter of minutes.
Mr. Ashley is trying to see what can be salvaged and is keeping the E-bull one away from me.
As far as my eye goes, something was in it and I was doing some warm water flushes and trying to remove whatever it was from my eye with my finger. At one point I got frustrated and rubbed it really hard and got that Jello-ish, heebie jeebie feeling that I got once before when I scratched my eyeball, and I think it looks misshapen but Mr. Ashley thinks it just looks red and irritated (he is not a doctor though).