My poo smelling skills are really sharp at this point in my life. I can smell it from quite a distance and I can name from whence it came (baby, toddler, animal -yes, seriously,I can identify animal poo by smell too). I knew right away...these were Trey poopies.
Now, if you know my house, you may find that impressive. I was in the kitchen (the front of the house). Trey was in his room, covered up in bed, supposed to be sleeping. (His room is in the very back of the house).
I was so irritated with him. It was easy to put on the serious, no messing around, mommy face. Just over an hour earlier we had gone 'round and 'round about sitting on the potty before bed. I opened the door to his room and said his name very sternly. His little head popped up off his pillow. "What?" he asked sleepily. "Did you poop in your pants?!" I demanded to know. There was a pause and then a quiet, slightly distressed reply, "Ummm......yes"
I marched him in to the bathroom for clean up. He assumed the position of leaning over the toilet without me even telling him to. I won't get graphic but it was a horrendous mess. I kept asking him over and over, "why did you poop your pants?". His answers were not answers at all. He was trying to avoid my question. Here are the responses he came up with......
1. Is it still raining?
2. Is tomorrow Sunday?
3. Is you in your pajamas?
4. Is Sister in she's bed?
5. You my best friend.
6. You hair looks berry nice tonight.
7. I love you berry much.
My response, *sigh* ," I love you too. Now back to bed".
My thoughts, "Flattery will get you no where, Trey. You will poopy in the potty if its the last thing I do......or the last thing you do......". Oh well, at least I got my blog story out of the whole deal.
The Thing I Have Been Wondering
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It has been a rough year. That is no lie. We have had one challenge after
another, and if this were a dark comedy one would recognize that it has
been fun...
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