WARNING: THIS POST WILL BE SHORT BUT WILL CONTAIN AN EXCESSIVE USAGE OF THE WORD “POOP”.
After we came home from gymnastics today, Henry was told to sit on the toilet and poop before they went upstairs to “take a nap” (HA!). So he was hanging out on the toilet, and I told Ivy that she needed to take off her wet diaper and get a dry one that I would put on her. She took off the wet one, and was….shall we say, lollygagging. So she’s naked from the waist down and suddenly grabs her bottom and says “I need to poop”. I say okay and bring her into the bathroom and put her on the potty chair on the floor. While the big two are both in the bathroom, I continue putting the groceries away in the kitchen. But Ivy can’t really be trusted with, say, full potty chairs, so I check in every 30 seconds or so. After a couple of minutes, she poops in the chair (“See!” she says, “looks like a snake”) but says she’s not done yet. So I check in on her again…not done yet. Check in again a few moments later…she stands up, turns around and says “I want to wash Henry”.
Me: You want to wash Henry?
Ivy: Yes, I want to wash Henry.
Me: Oh, you want to watch Henry? You mean you want to show Henry?
Ivy: Yes, I want to show Henry.
Me: Okay, Ivy…show Henry.
Ivy: (picks up the bowl of the potty chair, full of poop, and turns around to Henry, who’s still sitting on the toilet) See, Henry!
Henry: Good job, Ivy! You did it! You pooped!
Ivy: (smiling) Yes.
Me: Ivy, are you done yet?
Ivy: No, my not done. (sits back down).
The End.
i love a good poop story! ☺
What? No pictures?
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