No matter how many times as you tell your kids not to wear a potty training seat as a hat, they always seem to disappoint.
This week, the hardest parenting decision happened after Audrey decided to try just that, again. She screamed, cried, and struggled so I figured she was just changing her clothes for the fifth time. The screams got louder as she walked into the living room wearing the potty seat around her neck and her head was totally stuck. I kept no semblance of a straight face, but reminded her that this is why we don't try to wear our potty seat on our head.
I then wasted a little more precious time trying to determine whether I should take this picture before realizing that my phone was in another room. At that point, she was puppy-dog-eyeing me, so Aaron and I delicately removed the potty seat from her head.
The fact that I lack that picture is going to haunt me through her teenage years. Son of a biscuit eater...
Don't worry, there's hope! My dear little two-year-old princess didn't seem to learn her lesson: this morning I pulled her head out of the leg of her shorts and this afternoon I yelled her into the bathroom when she came out wearing the potty seat on her shoulder, calling it a purse. YEAH, that happened.
Next time, I won't remove it until she smiles for the camera. Or cries for the camera, I don't even care.
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