Little Stinker


A few days ago Nora came into my bedroom with her pants down and a very concerned look on her face.  I asked her what was wrong and her lower lip started to tremble, tears came to her eyes and she rambled, "poop spill it clean it myself towel".  Uh, oh.  I ran to the bathroom and found poop and potty all over the floor, a soaked towel and her little potty seat was tipped over.  She had tried to empty it herself,  it spilled and so she tried to clean it up herself.  Fast forward to today.  We were getting ready to head out the door to pick Clara up from pre-school and I was helping Nora put her jacket on.  I smelled something nasty and noticed a big brown streak across her shirt.  Sniff... yep, it was poop.  I then saw her hand.  Yep, poop.  Yuck!  She's hasn't been potty-trained that long, but she never tells me when she needs to go.  She just goes into the restroom, takes care of her business, and I'm left hoping she does an okay job.  The positive side?  She is very independent in other areas as well.

3 comments:

  1. Lia was always trying to wipe herself and making the biggest messes too:( Abe on the other hand would probably still want me to wipe his bum for him if I would ever agree to it.

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  2. How can you get mad at that sweet face! Yeah for Trey for getting into Pharmacy school! How long is the program and when do you guys move to Utah?

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  3. That is so funny! Glad it was you and not me watching her though! See are dogs really that gross?

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