Saturday, February 26, 2011

Pee and Lies.

Like a lot of parents, we thrive on routine. Bath time is at seven, then bottle & bed. As we're filling the tub, we get the humidifier filled, get the towel, and undress Chickerdoodles.

Like a lot of toddlers, she delights in running around in the buff. She jogs about, chasing the dog with all the glory of her freedom. But occasionally, the sound of running water affects her as it does the rest of us. Sometimes, she feels the need to squat and piddle.

Since her functions are usually (thankfully) confined to the diaper, she can get fascinated with her product. On Friday night, she left a puddle on the hall carpet, and was fiddling with it. Ew. I grabbed a towel from the laundry to deal with it, and Andrea said, “she gets upset when you interrupt her.” Ladies and gentlemen, my offspring. She did walk away, but she returned with a facecloth and wiped the carpet right along with me. That. Was. Precious!

Awhile ago, she peed on the linoleum in the bathroom. It wasn't funny, until she slipped in it. Even then, it wasn't until she was trying to get up and continued to slip, getting frustrated as only a toddler can, that I was truly laughing. OK, it isn't funny in theory, but honestly, she was minutes from a bath, so no harm done.
For many of you, this is a first, second or third impression of my site. Well, urine luck.

It took awhile – about a week – but I finally got to Following all of the Crusaders. I fear that I still only have a limited amount of time to surf, so my apologies if I'm not by as often as I like. But a HUGE thank you to everyone who came by to Follow me! You're all more awesome than bacon-wrapped scallops, and I think that whoever invented those should get a Nobel Prize!

For the First Crusader Challenge, I had to do a Search on “Bloviate” and “Fuliguline,” as neither were in my Dictionary (the 3D, certifiably dead tree variety). I found “Fuliguline” to be a Sea Duck, so I told of when I proposed, there were ducks nesting at the waterfront – all true. But my city's waterfront is on a lake, not a sea, so that was my lie. Not the Bon Jovi part;I really do have a soft spot for them, though I can't listen to that many ballads in one sitting. I was more interested in astrology a few years ago, but it's still at the back of my mind when I learn someone's Birthday. So, like a lot of you, my “lie” was an insignificant detail in the true tale.

19 comments:

  1. Will, I don't even know what to say except better you than me!

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  2. My son is a crazy pee-er. I have a giant container of clorox wipes and I've been the fortunate one to slip on his puddle. lol.

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  3. Hi Will!

    Thanks for stopping by! Yay for Canadians - I'm from Halifax, NS, but I've been in the UK for right years now. I'm following you now!

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  4. Wait til they start painting with poo. Yeah I had one do it twice. Luckily I was at work both times..ha ha husband.

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  5. Urine luck. Heee.
    And my daughter did the paint with poo thing a couple of times. I think that's the winning ticket when you're filling out your MENSA applications, though...

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  6. Having raised 5 kids and now enjoying 9 grands, I found your story to be precious!God bless your ability to laugh at these moments.

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  7. Ahhh.. that was a very cute story!.. The joys of parenthood :)

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  8. I think only a parent can get as many giggles out of that story...that was funny!

    Thanks for the laugh.

    Kim

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  9. Ah, pee and poo stories. We can laugh about them now that they happen to other people.

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  10. Remember to buy some of that pet odor and stain remover. It has the enzyme stuff that will get the urine smells out of the carpet, etc. At our house we don't take kin to urine. Great slip 'n slide story.

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  11. And I thought cleaning up cat pee was bad!

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  12. Love! The! Slip! N! Slide! story! Wait until you lose her in the mall and you turn around to realize she's squatting smack in the middle of the Saturday afternoon crowd pooping. Granted, it was in a diaper, but still, she was parting people like Moses (or whomever it was) parting the Red Sea.

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  13. Oi! Oh, the potty-world of toddlers... They can get so obsessed eh? But YAY for your little nudist!

    And you are doing better than I am if you are following all--I am only about 50 from the end, but it is still slow!

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  14. That's funny. Our 2 year old grand daughter has a new trick with poop. We've discovered that if she wants to hide under the table or in the closet it means she probably needs to do number two. Next time we see here starting to hide it's off to the bathroom!. Kids are so much fun--especially when you can send them home when they wear you out.

    Lee
    Tossing It Out

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  15. Hi, I just wanted to let you know I have a blog award for you here. Have a fabulous weekend :)

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  16. this former Jersey girl always loves a little Bon Jovi. Wait til your little one is a teenager. Gone are our routines - instead there is me panicking at 11:15 when I realize my son is still up and not even showered/teeth brushed yet :-(

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  17. One day my youngest, then about 18 months, came solemnly into the kitchen and informed me, "I pooped out!" - which I discovered to mean that she had removed her diaper, pooped on the carpet in the playroom, and then come to tell me about it :)

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  18. Ah kids! What can you do :)

    Great to read your lie reveal!

    Hugs,

    Rach

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