Trinity, my precious, innocent 4 year old, after a night of constant bathroom trips throwing up, just informed me rather excitedly that "the potty has a bunch of yucky stuff in it and I'm afraid it's going to overflow!!" As I sprinted to the bathroom, taking one last, long sip of my precious morning coffee, I asked her, "Where did it come from?" She said, "I have no idea Mom. After I went poo-poo I looked in it and there it was...it just 'came out'!" My friends, she did not mean come out of her, but rather the potty itself deposited this horribly nasty 'stuff' in which she had no part of. As if the potty was playing a cruel joke on her. I didn't want to cause her further embarrassment, as she had already endured 24 hours of torture, so I just flushed, sprayed and left the bathroom. My kids are so naive about some things. I'd rather they remain that way as long as possible regarding certain issues, but this is over the top. When do they start realizing that what is left in the potty actually came from them?! I think Liberty was 6 before she stopped responding to my questions like this.... "Liberty did you go potty?" "Yes, mam." "Did you go pee-pee or poo-poo?"....... "I don't know." ----Could someone please explain to me how one could not know the answer to this question? I grew up in a house where my step-father would proudly exclaim, "Pull my finger!" ....... Wait a minute .....now that I think about this...how long did it take me to realize what happened every time I pulled his finger? Oh...my poor kids....they are just like me... "You're right honey, they ARE just like me."
We've battled sickness around here for about a week now. All of us have head colds in which two kids developed infections and are on antibiotics. Then the dreaded 24 hour stomach thingy hit us. I've nursed the second child with this virus and am waiting patiently for it to hit a third. It'll take us a month to completely recover I'm afraid. I may have another interesting story to tell before this is all over with. But, I'm sure you'll pass....right?