Snow cone?
So yeah, we started potty training a couple days ago. I could have included it in yesterdays post but I wanted to get it one more day to see what other kind of fun and amusing torture scenarios would manifest.
Like today - when she sat on the potty and had this look of strong, suspenseful anticipation on her face. I hear this quiet little tinkle and she gasped so loud then whispered "daddy. I peed."
Or yesterday - When she had an accident and pooped in her underwear. She tried to help me by peeling her underwear off before I could get to her. Yup - smeared it right down her leg. I'm running across the house toward her going "nononononononononoNONONONOAAAAAAAArrrrgh. crap."
emma: "I pooped."
and then some.
Now I know women pee a lot, some as many as two or three times an hour, especially when they're pregnant. My daughter? Every 10 minutes. If I do not remind her every 10 minutes to sit on the potty so she can get a sticker, oooooooo there's pee on something.
When this potty training is over with, I want a vacation. I'll take a ride to disney land. maybe Cedar Point. Six Flags. I don't know, somewhere. This whole growing up thing seemed a lot easier when I was a kid! I don't know what we're thinking, the wife and I are trying to have another kid right now also. Gonna be right back to searching for discount diapers, daycare centers, quality babysitters and breastfeeding equipment. I'm gonna have to reinvest in "What to expect when you're expecting" all over again.
I should write a new book
"What to expect when you didn't learn the first time"
Derek Cromwell is a freelance copywriter, generating expert, quality content and online marketing campaigns for businesses on the web. For information on copywriting and ghostwriting services, head to Thunder Bay Media
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1 twerps:
You haven't learned yet? Every kid is different. Just when you think you have it mastered - or when you think all is lost - you have another kid and everything does an about-face.
Dad
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