Oh, the stories of potty-training….
The other day, after dinner, during #1’s normal poo time, she yelled to us that she was all done.
When Mr. Serious went in to help her, she said “look daddy, I made a snake!” She was so proud of her snake.
The next day, she was reluctant, so I sent her on her way and reminded her she could make another snake (or “another one snake” as she would say). However, this time, she did not want to make a snake. So, I suggested a lizard, and she took care of business.
The day after that, she needed another animal to make. I suggested she make a bear. Creative, right? She headed on her way.
She yelled that she was all done, but it seemed to quick. Typically, she says she’s done when she’s only half-way done. So, I yelled to her to keep trying.
She said “I made a big bear, mommy.”
My reply “Well, make some bear cubs, then!”
Am I quick-witted or what? Mr. Serious thought this was hilarious. I imagine it would be even better if he were telling it live, but alas, my written story will have to do.
Oh, and the next time, #1 proclaimed that she “made meatballs!” Remind me to never eat any of her “cooking!”