"Mommy, I tooted!"
"You need to say excuse me when you toot."
"It come out my bum."
"Yeah, that's how it works."
"Dat so silly!"
Then he breaks into a big belly laugh and I can't help laughing with him.
"Mommy, boys go potty standing up."
"Yeah."
"Dey don't sit down. Girls sit down to go potty."
"Yep"
"You and dister a girl?"
"Yes, we're girls."
"I a boy and so is Daddy."
"That's right."
"We stand up to potty."
"Thanks Cael, I got it."
I'm not sure why this last conversation happens a lot. We've never had this happen in our house. He's come close and I think that he keeps remembering.
"Mommy, I don't poop in the bathtub."
"You're right. You poop in the potty."
"I a good boy. Bad boys poop in the bathtub."
"No one poops in the bathtub. You've never pooped in the bathtub."
"Yeah, I a good boy. Mommy, you don't poop in the bathtub either."
"No one has ever pooped in the bathtub. Don't worry about it."
"Tay. I a good boy."
"Yes you are."
"Tay."


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