This morning we had a pooping incident. After many blissful mornings of Josie pooping happily on the potty, I got lazy and was looking through a kitchen remodel magazine and ignoring the nagging feeling that my baby had things she needed to do. Then the smell and I look down to the floor where my joy was quietly playing and see a poopy mess. The boys immediately notice my reaction and why and Parker says calmly, "Take her in the bathroom, Mom, and I'll give her a bath while you take care of the floor." I wipe her off as much as I can and take her into the bathroom. When I go back to the bathroom two minutes later she was all clean and happy in the tub with her big brother.
Really, where did this child come from? I must have done something in a past life that allows me to share this one with Parker.
3 comments:
Wow, that's just... well, cute! And how very matter-of-fact he was. Funny.
I was just coming over here to post and ask you if Parker could come live with us.
I take it this means no....
Cynthia, you made me laugh! We have our moments, but most of the time he is a pleasure to have around. He would be tempted to live with you all and the Legos. :-)
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