I’m getting dressed…
A1, from the bathroom where he was having a bath, shouting: “Mommy, I’m a good boy, I made a good poo. Not a shimmery poo!”
Me, getting dressed, shouting back: “Well done my big boy. How is your tummy feeling?”
A1: “Muuuucchh better. It’s not a sick tummy anymore.”
Me: “Yay, that’s really good news!”
2 minutes later
A1: “Moooooommmmmmeeeeeeeeeeee, Boeboe is sticking his fingers in the toilet, he wants to touch my poo!!” **Cue shrieks and squeals**
Somehow, I didn’t realise A1 was actually on the loo at the time and waiting for me to wipe his bum – he was supposed to be in the bath. I also managed to rescue the littlest fingers before they could do anything they shouldn’t have been doing…
Yay for early mornings :/
xoxo
3 Responses
Laura says...
LOL delightful
cat@juggling act says...
Somehow that fascination is so very real
Fairy Girl says...
Kids, why are they always so fascinated with toilets. Logan is always sticking her fingers in there