Tease

Standing in the bathroom getting ready for work, I felt a tug on my clothes. It was my darling child. "Potty! Potty!" he called, and then sat on his little potty. I got really excited. He was fully clothed so I undressed him and sad him on his little throne and waited.....and then I waited some more. Nothing happened! He stood and started playing with the tassels on the towels so I turned back to my task of getting ready. A moment later I looked back to see Connor pooping. Not on the potty. No, that would be too easy. He was pooping in the floor, still blissfully playing with the towels as though nothing extraordinary was happening.

I shrieked a little. I couldn't help it. I quickly put him in the shower to keep him from stepping in the offending piles and set to work cleaning up the mess.

When I started the day I didn't really expect to be cleaning poop off my bathroom floor, but I guess parenthood requires adaptability. I just wish THESE parts of parenthood were less squishy.

Shoes!

Connor's new favorite thing to do is take Luna for a walk. I let him hold the leash and she pulls him along at a frantic pace that he can barely match but he seems to think it is the coolest thing in the world.

Yesterday I told him "Connor, let's put your shoes on so we can take Luna for a walk" "Walk!" he echoed happily. I went to the back to grab his sneakers. When I walked back into the living room he was returning at the same moment from the kitchen with his crocs. We looked at each other in surprise, both with a pair of his shoes in our hands. When he saw his sneakers in mine he got exasperated and threw his crocs on the floor and stormed out of the room.

It was so cute I had to laugh...but at the same time I was really impressed with him for understanding what was needed so clearly.