Unfortunately, that’s another quote from my not-yet-two-year-old son. He was carrying a plate of melon, which he set down on the coffee table with a big sigh, saying, “This sucks!”
A and I looked at each other and couldn’t decide who to blame, since that sounded a lot like both of us. Oops.
Later, he was talking to A’s dad on the phone when he announced, “Need to pee!” and headed straight to the potty.* By this point, A was on the extension so we hung up, but Gatito was still playing with the cordless. Power of suggestion, I decided I needed to pee. Do you see where this is going? I announced cheerfully, “Mommy needs to pee!” and proceeded to do so… only by that point Gatito had turned the phone back on so… my father-in-law heard me pee. I could die of shame.
* Not that he peed in the potty, but he talks about it a lot, and thanks to his older friend T, has started sitting on it without his diaper in the past couple of days.
Oh no! On no! Some people wouldn’t care, but I have a real issue with anyone other than my IMMEDIATE (and sometimes not even them) hearing me pee. I’m constantly amazed when overhearing folks happily chatting on their cell phones in the stalls of public restrooms.
EWWW!
sorry, meant to say “immediate family”
The cell phone bathroom talker at my last job was legendary. She planned a wedding and negotiated custody from the handicap stall – WHILE GOING.
It made somewhat nauseus. But that bathroom was the source of much confusion anyways. I continue to be amazing at how the girl-with-no-arms managed to get those jeans back on…
oops! LOL!
Sorry to hear about your shared pee but thanks very much for the giggle…how I needed one of those today