Weathergirl Libby

Yesterday when I went to pick Libby up from daycare, Kim (one of her sitters) said, "Libby and Jake got in trouble together today." Oh? Apparently Kim stole a minute to fold some laundry while she thought the kids were engaged in "The Potty Show" as Libby calls it and instead they sneaked by her and decided it would be fun to play in the toilet water in the bathroom. So as if that wasn't bad enough... Libby also thought it would be fun to pour water from the toilet on Jake's head. I guess he loved it too. When we got home Mike and I were asking Libby about it and of course she denied doing anything in the toilet at first. Here's our conversation:

Me: Libby did you play in the potty water today?
Libby: No.
Me: Miss Kim says you and Jake played in the potty water today.
Libby: No.
Me: It makes me sad that you're not being honest.
Libby: Pour water on Jake's hair. (while pointing to her own head)
Mike: You poured water on Jake's hair?
Libby: Rain on Jake's head.
Mike: You made it rain on Jake's head?
Libby: Yeah. Rain.
Me: Libby we do not pour rain from the potty on other people's heads.
Libby: Okay.

We couldn't help but laugh. I also feel like we have all these random rules in our house now. Don't pour rain from the potty on other people's heads. Don't let Tigger jump in your bed. Don't hit Earl (the dog) with a giraffe. Please don't ride the cats. The list could go on and on.