This week has been a really tough week so I will share a story from the recent past. This story is from the dark ages of potty training my youngest daughter, Reagan!! I hate potty training it is the worst part about a toddler. Worst than all the tantrums and tears (hers and mine),worst than the days when she is sick and mopey. I HATE POTTY TRAINING!!
So she had gotten the pee situation under control, but of course the pooping is for some reason the hardest to conquer. So I was walking toward the girls room and it started to smell like poo. As I got in the girls room the girls were playing dress up and Rae was naked (panties only) and coming out of the closet. I said girls it stinks in here. As usual I was ignored and the girls went about their business. I left the room and came back a short while later, probably putting clothes or something away.
Anyway it smelled like poo still and even stronger. As I got closer to the closet the smell became even more potent. Ugh I would've gagged. I had to find where this smell was coming from exactly because it is obvious that it isn't just a fart. So I began to sniff around from bin to bin.
The very last bin was it.....BINGO!!
I saw one little terd on top of one of the toys. Heaven for bid this tiny little droplet stinks that bad. So I investigated further. With every toy I moved I found another little droplet.
WHAT THE HECK, ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!!! IS THIS CHILD A RABBIT?
They just kept coming up, like they were multiplying or something. About 20 little poo droplets later I found the bottom of the bin. Let me say that again, 20 little poo droplets later. I removed all toys from the bin and soaked them in the tub with Lysol and warm water. Why in the world did she poop in the bin? I just don't get it. She obviously pulled her pants down and squatted. Her technique in getting them all through out the toys, like a bloody scavenger hunt was amazing. Why can't she just go to the toilet and do it there, or at least just make it one big one so I didn't have to search the whole bin for a ton of little rabbit droplets.
At least I am done potty training for at least 3 years!!
oh my - now that is creative. in a bad way, though! :) silly kids and their potty-training antics. hang in there - like ya said, not again for at least 3 years.
ReplyDeletehahahahaha TO FUNNY!!!! At least you are done potty training! I CANNOT get carter to do anything on his own, and when he does poo in his diaper he goes into his room takes it off and tries cleaning everything up himself! Needless to say it doesn't work and instead gets all over his room GROSS!!!!!!
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