Sunday, February 8, 2009

It's Debbie's Fault!

A very rare occasion happened today. Morgan and Devin took it upon themselves to sit on the potty today. Big deal, right? Yes it is! I have been trying to get these kids in some undies for months now. Man, I've tried it all. Videos, stickers, candy, and even bribes. Nothing. So I stuck a potty in the living room. Maybe if they see it, they'll play with it, learn it, and like it. So today, I was on the phone with my good ol' buddy, Debbie, and walk past Morgan and see her sitting on the potty. I was ecstatic. And Debbie, who knows my struggles, was on the phone to hear it all go down. Morgan had ripped off her pamper and sat there on the potty. Even Devin was standing in front of her trying to get his pamper off too. Being the sweet sister she is, Morgan went ahead and ripped it off for him. Meantime, I'm still on the phone with Debaroo. Now, me and her talk just about everyday. And each conversation is as though we haven't seen each other in years, and are just catching up. Which, does not work to my advantage. I learned, the hard way, that I probably shouldn't be on the phone with her during vital times of the day. Like, when the kids are awake. Anyway, when I realize there's one potty, and two willing kids, I quickly whisk them off to the bathroom. And there they sat. Side by side.
"Now sit there together and go potty," I say. "Mommy will be right back".
I went back to the living room and got distracted by my friends great conversation. So great, that I forgot what we were talking about. (Sorry Deb - I still luv ya). Well shoot, if you had a night like mine, you'd forget too! Maybe 5 minutes later I remember the kids on the potty. Well, what reminded me was the constant giggling. I figure I betta go check this out. Yes, Debbie was still in tow. Moral of the story:
Get Yo Butt Off The Phone And Tend To Yo Children!!
And here's why...

Upon walking to the restroom I smelt the sweet scent of mango & papaya. Knowing that's not what poop smells like, I knew something was up. Then I see Devin's head.

Look at that 'Oliver' face. "Please may I have some more porridge?" Sorry. Couldn't resist.

One question. Okay, two. How did he get the shampoo bottle? And, where's Morgan? I'm thinking accomplice.


Thanks Deb. Thanks a lot. Call me tomorrow.

1 comment:

Stacy Quarty said...

One day your kids will hate you for this. He, he!
FYI- I have a Devon too, only mine's a girl.