So I feel that I want to remember and laugh at all the potty training experiences that we have had lately with Annie. They make me giggle quite a bit. It has been a harder go because one I am not around enough to be any kind of consistant with her and two she kind of does what she wants anyways. She has spurts of doing really good and not so good. Which the not so good ones are hilarious!
- We took a trip to Wyoming during a good spell. She said that she had to go potty in the middle of a stretch of nowhereness, so we pull over and let her pee beside the truck... SHE LOVED IT! So much so we did not have a wet diaper the whole trip... and then she insisted that outside was where she was going potty from now on. Not so good.
- We made it home and for some time now she has been complaining about her tummy hurting. She never acts sick and it is most always after she eats and drinks. We tell her to drink a little slower. We were eating our dinner out in the yard a couple weeks ago and she gets up from the picnic table and says, "my tummy hurts." We tell her to go use the potty. She runs over to the sidewalk and stands there. "My tummy hurts." "Go inside." we say. No she will not... All of a sudden her pants slowly start showing wetness all down her legs and the way to her toes and a puddle emerges on the sidewalk. (She was wearing her underwear because she insisted she would not potty in them.) The whole time asking here... are you pottying? No, she would say... None the less, her tummy did not hurt after that.
- As we were out in the yard again another evening, I saw that Annie had pooed her diaper. Which rarely happens,because she thinks it is fun to poo in the toilet. I went to quickly talk with our neighbor before I gathered them up to take them inside to change diapers. As I was walking back, I saw a naked bumb sticking underneath the hose bib out in our yard running full blast trying to get all the poo off. I wish I had a camera, because it was honestly the funniest thing I had seen all day. I needed the laugh. She then thought she needed to go talk with the neighbor and see their dogs before we could get her cleaned up. So naked, poopy bum and all ran across the street to see the neighbors. Good thing they are understanding neighbors...
- Last funny story. I thought it was funny... I sat in the grass yesterday waiting for some people to come pick up a trailer, when I felt something crawl down my pants and tickle me. I thought I had gotten it out, it ran out, it was gone. Nope, I tried swatting it again, thought it was gone for sure now. I went to the AT&T Store and was standing if front talking with the front people and would you know it the ant was now very angry to still be in my pants and began biting me all over my tush. I couldn't shake it free, swat it, pinch it. I even tried sticking my hand down my back side to swoosh it off... inconspicously. Good luck. I finally had to say..."I think I have an ant in my pants. Do you have a restroom I can use to get it out?" I got a weird look and a finger pointing down the hall. Would you know that ant did not want to leave my pants. As soon as it had open air, it ran deeper down my leg. Then after having to strip completly down, the ant would not be squished by my foot either. For some reason he was resilient to my sandal. But, in the end my finger got him and I was able to walk out antless in my pants. And no one even made a comment. I totally would have given someone a hard time had they expressed concern that they had an ant in their pants and needed to get it out.
For the moral of these stories. Because there always has to be a moral. I have found that I need to keep reminding myself that I need to find the humor in life and take it as it comes and laugh about it. I find myself getting too caught up in the serious too focused on what should be happening to enjoy what really is happening. Yet another tender mercy!
