*****Warning: Potty language soon to follow*****
I was in my room getting dressed today and I heard Jeven yell
"I go poop!! Mommy? I go poop!"
That is my cue to wipe.
I tell him I'll be right there, when I'm done getting dressed.
By the time I get in there, he is standing by the toilet, in tears.
I thought maybe he hurt himself? Or, he tried to wipe himself and failed? Both thoughts horrifying really.
I ask "What is wrong?"
He says "Jarrett flushed my poop!"
I asked Jarrett "Did you flush Jeven's poop?"
Jarrett: "Because I wanted to."
Me: "Well,next time don't flush your brother's poop. Let him do it"
Add this to the "another conversation I thought I'd never have" book I should be writing. Right after the page with "if you don't stop licking the window right now you're going to get in big trouble!"
Did you think I made that up?
Josie, about 4 yrs. ago.