Pee Pee and Poo Poo

Potty Training: Day 3

This is insanity.



I repeat. Insanity.



BUT she is NOT holding it in for 3 days, like she has done in the past. SO I consider any effort to pee either on the potty chair or on the floor as progress.


BUT while trying to potty train, I still must attend to the almost 14 month old crazy man, we call Weaky.


I swear I asked Bagel if she had to pee, a zillion times prior to me going up to get Weaky from his nap. No? You sure? Try one more time? Ok, I will be RIGHT BACK.


So I go up the stairs, to get Weaky, I can hear him in his crib, talking to his toys. I walk into... a nudist. Poopie diaper has been removed and when I walk into the room it is tossed over the rail to the floor.


The boy is covered like camouflage paint with poop. In his hair, streaks on his face, legs, and chest. (thank god he threw his toys out before the smearing began)


Then while my mouth is still agape, the little guy smiles at me with all 5 of his little teeth, does the crazy baby head shake (we all have seen it)

Then, he stands up to the rail, sticks his little weenie out the bars and pees on the carpet!!!


What!?!?!?!


I shit you not, while all the poopie diaper flinging, crazy head shaking, and random carpet watering is going on, Bagel is down stairs screaming...


"I HAVE TO PEE!! EEEEEEEEEE!!!!!"



Jeez o' Pete, really?! Right now? Well at least Weaky is contained, and he can't really make to much more of a mess can he? So I BOLT down the stairs to see Bagel next to the potty chair peeing on the floor.


... sigh...



Yep that was just a few minutes into the wonderful world of this SAHM. Thanks kids. Believe me that is first date material right there. Now I just need to scrapbook it to make it complete.