Ok...It's time to play a game.
It's called "Choose This...Or That".
Easy.
Your choice:
5 minutes of being locked in a dark box with bamboo shoots under your nails...
Or 5 minutes of this:
"Mommy! Need go potty!!!!" Rush into room to pull down Nicholas' pants and sit him on potty....Mid sitting him on potty....
BANG! CRASH!
Rush into kitchen...Cambria dumped jade plant (pot and all) onto kitchen floor and was playing in the dirt and plucking off the leaves. "NO CAMBRIA!" Grab her and walk her (with dirty hands and feet into living room as NIcholas screams "MOMMY! MOMMY! POTTY!" (He won't potty without an audiance)
Sit down next to potty while Cambria swaggers over to potty with dirty hands..Touching ALL furniture in her way.
Look over to corner of room where dog is in "poop stance"...."NOOOOOO GRACIE!" She poops.
Cambria swaggers over to steaming pile of poop while I try to outrun her. "NO TOUCH!" I scoop it up and quickly throw it in the toilet.
"Mommy! I peed! I peed!" Nicholas yells. I look over in time to see pee shoot out from the front of the potty and all over the towel in front and see it reach the Oriental carpet (I walk over to the closet to grab the cleaning supplies...First for the dog, then for the rug)
Nicholas gets up from the potty and in the process, drops a Matchbox truck into the bowl. "Oh no, Mommy!" He reaches in and picks it up dripping.
"NO! Nicholas! Let Mommy clean that up!" I grap the truck with a Lysol clean-up and try to ignore the instinct to bleach my son's hands, instead run him over to the sink to wash.
Forget pee is STILL in potty.
Walk back into room to find Cambria swimming in the urine.
Excellent.
Now I have an extreme amount of urine to clean up, children to disinfect, dirt to sweep, a plant to repot and my sanity to maintain.
THOSE 5 minutes could be from anyday, anytime. You could take that clip and play it over and over. That's my day. In a nutshell. (oh! and insert an extreme amount of whining during the entire 5 minutes).
So you pick the five minutes.
Me? I'm taking the bamboo shoots. At least I know it has an ending, where as the other 5 minutes??
GAH!
eeerrrr....oh my.....I remember those days.
I am so glad my *baby* is 16 years old!!
Posted by: mindy | January 26, 2009 at 03:33 PM
Oh come on. Rolling around in it in their diapers didn't hurt them... a little pee and poo otherwise isn't going to hurt them either, lol. I am just glad mine are so way out of that phase. Because I sure as hell wouldn't be able to make the choice within any reasonable amount of time...
Posted by: Flutterby | January 26, 2009 at 04:08 PM