My little Happy has a quirk. This quirk is costing me in time and detergent. The child has yet to understand that if he is thirsty, he can get a cup and fill it in the bathroom sink. For some reason, this doesn't occur to him and instead he stands on the toilet, leans over, and puts his mouth under the faucet. In turn, this becomes a messy business and his shirt becomes soaked with water. Since he hates the feeling of wet, he takes off the shirt and leaves it where he stands. He is also being lazy about using the toilet. If he doesn't get there in time, (and this usually happens often), he takes off his underwear and pants and throws them on the floor. Throughout the day, he will often change clothes four or five times. There will be a trail of clothes all over the house by the end of the day if I don't get on him to put them in the laundry room. He always comes to me with his shirt wet and says, "My shirt wet, Mom!" "Don't you dare take that off, kid! It's just water. It'll dry!" "It WET, Mom!" "I don't care! Don't take it off!" Of course, I'm not intimidating enough and he will go change thinking that as long as he is not running around naked we won't have a problem. Now when the bathroom light turns on, I immediately say, "Get out of the bathroom!" Of course, it doesn't occur to me sometimes that maybe the kid actually needs to go. "I need to go pee, Mom!" "Oh." I'll find out later that he wet his pants by walking into the bathroom and seeing all the clothes on the floor. I need to get a hamper.
They instructed me to make sure I have a full bladder on arriving for my ultrasound. Ha. I almost laughed in their faces. Pregnant me plus a full bladder equals a disaster. On my son's birthday back in March, I had to drive all the kids home afterward. I had drunk a lot of water and couldn't believe I had forgotten what happens to me when I drink too much water with no bathroom nearby when I'm pregnant. I counted the minutes till I got home all the while breaking the law and speeding trying to keep in mind not to drive too recklessly screaming at the poky people in front of me. It brought to mind the very first time I experienced a full bladder as a pregnant woman. It was my first baby and my husband was in the Air Force. So, when we had an ultrasound we went to the Academy in Colorado Springs. They told me to drink an astronomical amount of water before I came. I did so and then we started out for the half hour drive to the hospital. By the time we were on the ...
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