Tuesday, August 11, 2009

Bathroom aim

I realize that more and more of these posts are about what happens in the bathroom, but it's too funny not to comment upon.

I have had issues with boys aiming their boy-bits and dribbling down the front of their pants because for some reason evolution has not imprinted upon their instinctive minds to HOLD THE DAMN THING so pee doesn't go everywhere. I have not, until today, had that same issue with a girl. Sitting down.

Danielle was throwing a bit of a hissy fit and she didn't want to go potty, so I walked her into the bathroom and helped her get her pants down and she went to hop up on the toilet. I warned her to "get her whole bottom" on the toilet because she was fidgeting but then she said "uh oh" and I looked and she had peed ON her pants.

Oh my goodness.

As if that wasn't fun enough, Tristan had fun with urine-aim as well. He had been dry since I got there, which was AMAZING, since he usually gets his pull-up/diaper changed pretty regularly. He frequently throws lovely fits for me, not wanting to go potty, so I just wash his hands and leave. Today, however, he went pee in the ridiculous floor-length urinal. He even aimed with his hands. He turned to me, smiling HUGELY, saying "Look, I go pee in the potty!" ...and peed all over the floor while turning.

I stomped on a paper towel to soak up his mess and got Danielle changed out of her wet pants into dry ones. No other urine issues to speak of today. Tomorrow shall bring new adventures.

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