ava: i want to go in that one!
me: okay, but DON'T TOUCH ANYTHING.
(pause)
me: DON'T TOUCH ANYTHING!
(pause)
me: Ava! I said, DON'T TOUCH ANYTHING!!
Ava: O-KAY!
me: Ava, don't touch anything.
Ava: there are other people going potty in here. i can hear them going potty.
(pause)
Ava: Mom? I can hear them going potty.
(pause)
Ava: Pewww! I can smell them going potty! it smells bad! gross! ewww! gross! Peeewwww! yucky!
me: Don't touch anything.
ava: I think that person went poopy. it's gross to smell it.
me: Don't touch anything. AVA! DON'T TOUCH ANYTHING!
ava: Sorry, mom!
Do I really need to end this post with the following? sometimes i really wish we were still in diapers. especially when i'm crouched down in the beach public restrooms that stink to high heaven, i have seth strapped to my back and he is doing everything short of killing me to touch the toilet paper roll.
yeah, those days when i simply stuck ava in the trunk to wrestle her out of that nasty old diaper and into a fresh new one? loved it. LOVED IT. i just didn't know it yet. seths' going to be old enough to go to the bathroom unattended before i let him put on those big boy pants. because frankly, I DON'T WANT TO KNOW.
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
ava and me in a public restroom
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2 comments:
The good things are that boys pee standing up (a major blessing for moms everywhere), and that most women don't care if a mom brings her little boy into the women's restroom. Declan was waaaay easier in that department than Greer is.
There is light at the end of the tunnel, my friend!
amen, AMEN! beach bathrooms are so disgusting..by far the worst for some reason.
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