marking territory
these are the kinds of conversations that happen after small children are playing by themselves all-too-quietly upstairs for 20 minutes:
me: bird, tell me where you tee teed so i can clean it up.
bird: on the blocks, at the top of the stairs, and in the monkey’s room.
me: where in the monkey’s room did you tee tee, exactly.
bird: the monkey’s room is upstairs, mom.
me: i know, but where did you tee tee?
bird: the blocks, at the top of the stairs, and in the monkey’s room. you’ll do a good job, mama.
tune in next time for another installment of authoritative nonsense!
August 15th, 2011 at 1:52 pm
I am laughing & am so sorry at the same time.
August 15th, 2011 at 9:29 pm
we’re potty training, too. the other night eliot peed in the living room. he noted it (a new thing & a small success), got up, pointed to me & said “you go get clean undies” & to my husband: “you clean it up” then pranced into the bathroom. we decided it was time having accidents wasn’t so easy …
August 16th, 2011 at 6:39 am
I know this is maddening, but I have to say, the Bird’s potty-training antics are hilarious!!! I believe he’s a very smart little guy!