On Tuesday, after throwing snowballs in the snow, Josh came inside running with tiny little strides saying "My hands are freezing. I need something warm. I need something warm." He was running in circles and almost crying. I handed him a towel to wrap his hands in and he decided he needed to run them under warm water. This was a good idea so I told him to do that in the half bath downstairs. He said, "No. There's no hot water in there." Huh? There's hot water in there. I asked and he just repeated himself. Josh kept running around the downstairs and didn't hear what Joey said next. "On our first day here, I switched the H and C on the faucets in there. He never said anything so I figured he's just figured it out. Oops." I looked at him and shook my head. He said, "Are you mad?" to which I replied "No, that's funny. But now I need to go fix it." So Josh has been washing his hands in cold water for 6 months without ever mentioning it.
I went into the bathroom and showed Josh that he could get warm water by using the C handle. As he warmed up his hands the new newly found warm water, he said "So H is for cold and C is for hot. Mom, that doesn't make any sense." Oh how true. Joey has since switched them back which, ironically, means Josh is having trouble finding the warm water again.
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