Hi Ellen, it’s been a while. Whatcha doin’ this weekend?
I had Katcha out a couple of weeks ago running errands when he had to go. We were in the hardware store at the time and luckily they had one of those low urinals. Only not low enough. I wound up holding him off the ground while he went about his business. A dangling pee. The judges would have been impressed.
My daughter’s two and a bit, and is just getting the hang of the whole toilet thing. If her potty seat isn’t available, whoever’s with her hangs onto her to make sure she doesn’t fall in.
A couple of weeks ago I was… engaged, when the door opened and she walked in. “Daddy peeing?” “Yes, Daddy’s peeing.” She considered this for a second and said “I help”, and grabbed onto my pants to make sure I didn’t lose my balance.
It’s nice that she’s helpful, but her grasp of physics (40 lb girl holding 250 lb Daddy up) needs some work.
we threw a surprize party for a cuz that was turning 50. to make it more of a surprize we threw it at her house. the youngest cousin was learning the ways of the potty at that time.
he tiptoed up to his mom and whispered that he had to go. we all heard his whisper of course. so up they went. we were all told to praise him when he returned. as he skipped downstairs in triumph we all clapped and whooped.
a bit later the 50 year old cousin went upstairs. little cuz wondered why, when told that she was going to the potty, he seemed unusually interested. sure enough when 50 came back to the living room, little cuz starts clapping and whooping and saying “way to GO!” of course we all joined in.
the look on her face was even better than when we yelled: “surprize!”