The Mayor and I hurried to the potty.
I had to go and I figured that since I was going anyway it was an opportune time to take him as well.
The thing is, if he goes into the bathroom, he has to use it FIRST because there's no telling how long he can hold it once his body gets the idea.
Did I mention I had to go?
So badly?
When he was finished, I rushed him along so that I could, you know, mount the throne myself.
"Why are we rushing, Mommy?" The Mayor asked.
"Because I need to make a pee pee, Mayor."
"Did any of it already come out in your underwear?"
"No. I'm holding it until I get on the potty."
"Good job, Mom. Good job."
Monday, December 04, 2006
Good Job
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very good on holding it in. Sometimes that can be a problem, you know.
:)
See, he is listening to you.
Why can't the mayor go to the bathroom himself?
Does his wife know?
Do his voters know? ;)
Steve~
Been there myself. In fact, as QUEEN of the bad mommies, I have, on occasion, gone first. Because everybody understands a four year old with wet pants-but a 35 year old? Not so much.
But what I love about using public bathrooms with my two, is how I have to spend the whole time I'm peeing going "DON'T YOU open THAT door! GET AWAY from the door!" I must be very entertaining for the others in the bathroom...
Good job, Jessica! I knew that you could hold your pee-pee like nobody's business. Call me intuitive, I just knew.
My boys were potty trained 2.5 years apart from one another. They heard me using the term "potty train" during this time. Each, separately, asked if they could "ride the train". I'm wondering if all kids make this cute mistake.
I do the same thing with my 3.5 y/o b/c he doesn't go by himself until it's too late. So whenever I go, I ask him if he nds to go and he usually pees like a race horse. The kid has such a big bladder!!
I love your potty stories.
Oee congratulates me on peeing, as well. She even offers to get the toilet paper and bunch it up for me.. of course, she pulls off one sheet and bunches it into the size of a pea in her hand and then becomes disgruntled when I unwrap it and gather up more.
LOL - good post!
Good job, indeed. For a second I thought he was going to point out that you HAD gotten some on your underwear...Glad you didn't!
At my house I've had to say, See, even Mommy goes in her big girl pants sometimes! more often than I'd like to. Should've kept up with those kegals.
Did you give yourself an M&M?
Whenever I go with my daughter there, she always offers to give me a sucker (her reward) and applauds, "Yeah, Mommy!"
I'm an overachiever in the area, I guess...
I am just amazed at how hysterical your son is! It must run in the genes, for sure. And, I love that antique potty, that is really something (especially the mounted candle part). Only you would find such an interesting photo to display. You're incredible!
Yes, good job indeed Mommy.
Yay, you made it to the potty! What a big girl!
Yes, a very good job indeed. Please pat yourself on the back for that one! :)
Sarah's the same way, she has to go first....its annoying when you have to go....
ah, the family that pees together . . . .
My youngest, literally took years to toilet train and even now needs encouragement to pee on the toilet. It's not as bad as it sounds, she is handicapped. So when she pees in the toilet there is clapping and general merrymaking. One day, while we were out and I used the toilet, she always comes in with me, I peed and she smiled and clapped for me. She was so proud of me.
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