The other day while out to eat with my husband and oldest child, I had to go to the bathroom. I got up to leave and of course our little guy wanted to go with me. I figured sure why not, maybe he’ll need to go too. When we got to the bathroom there was only one stall open. We took that stall and I heard people coming in after us. We chose a busy time for the bathroom apparently!
Right as I sat down to use the bathroom, my child yells out “poop mommy poop.” I just looked at him and laughed and said “no mommy doesn’t need to poop.” But it continued. He kept cheering me on telling me to poop! Then if that wasn’t embarrassing enough, he yells out “poop out your butt mommy.” Oh My God! Why child, why?!? But wait it gets better….he then yells out “you’re peeing! Good job mommy good job.” At this point I’m a bit embarrassed because I can only imagine what the women in the other stalls and in line are thinking, but I’m also laughing SO hard. We have been working on potty training with him, so we praise him when he uses the potty. So he was praising me for using the potty. It was hilarious, embarrassing and absolutely adorable.
As we walked out of the stall people either avoided eye contact with me or just gave me an awkward smile. That made me start to laugh again because I’m sure this is only the start of our embarrassing toddler moments. I can’t wait to see what else follows. (Note there is sarcasm in my voice when saying that last sentence!)
Ryder, my 3 year old, is in that rebellious toddler stage where he doesn’t want to do what he’s asked. He’s not overly mean about it or anything. He just ignores you and pretends like he never heard you. Even when you ask 10. So we have started doing the count to 3 method. It works every time. I will literally say 1 and he says “no no I’ll do it” or immediately begins doing what was asked of him. I don’t even have to count with my voice in a different tone. I just use my normal voice and he hops right to it like he knows it’s time to do what is asked of him.
But here’s the funny part…..I really have NO IDEA what happens if I ever get to 3. Literally no idea! He’s never gotten past 2. Every time I count I think to myself, omg please don’t let me get to 3 because I don’t know what to do next.
I know the day will come that he decides to push it and see what happens next. So I’ll definitely have to have a plan for when that happens. But for now I’m going to appreciate the fact that he does what’s asked of him before 2.
Yesterday I took my kids on a walk around the neighborhood. There were a decent amount of people out and about. While walking, my 2 year old started yelling out “sh*t sh*t. I want to sh*t.” Yup, people looked at me like oh my gosh do you hear him? Ya I heard him! And I just laughed! 😂
Normally I’d freak out and tell him to stop immediately and explain to him why we don’t say that. But this quarantine has had me cooped up for too long. Momma just needed a good laugh. And I got one with this, because my kid wasn’t actually saying sh*t. He was saying SIT. He was tired and wanted to sit down. 😂
He’s 2. His words aren’t perfect. So to all the neighbors in Plano that heard my kid yelling out what they thought was a cuss word…..sorry? 🤷🏼♀️
Should I have corrected him? Maybe. But again he’s two, is just learning words, and momma needed that laugh 🤭
Last night while I was trying to rock the baby to sleep, my 2 year old walked in with a loaf of bread and handed it to me. You would have thought he had found buried treasure by the proud look on his face. I don’t know what he thought it was, but he sure thought it was something important that I needed that minute! 😂 I’ll never understand the toddler mind 🤦🏼♀️
I deserve a medal. Actually any parent who has changed a baby diaper ON the airplane deserves a medal! Yesterday flying home from Kansas City, ten minutes into our flight, Ryder needed a diaper change. I asked a friend before we left what to do if this happens. She said she was lucky enough to get someone who was ok with her changing her little ones diaper right there in the seat. I however was not going to do that to the guy next to me. Not to mention, ryder doesn’t have the best smelling diapers, so the scent was sure to fill the plane. I decided to take a chance and go to the bathroom with him to change it there. It’s obviously been a long time since I used an airplane bathroom because I don’t remember them being that small! I laid ryder down on the toilet lid and placed a new, unwrapped roll of toilet paper under his head so it wouldn’t bang around with the turbulence. Only his upper body and half of his hind end fit on the toilet. The bottom half of him was just hanging off. I expected him to cry or be upset but he didn’t make a noise. I swear he had this look on his face that said “you got this Mom.” Because of the turbulence I had to keep one hand on him to keep him from rolling. I then used my knee to prop his hind end up from falling off the toilet. I had to use my elbow to hold the diaper in place while attaching the velcro piece with my hand. It felt like a game of twister. Somehow I managed to successfully clean him without getting anything on me, him or anywhere on the bathroom! It’s not the easiest thing to change a diaper one handed while on a plane with turbulence. However I sure felt like I won a big game walking out of that bathroom! At least now I know how to successfully do it! Do I want to do it again? Absolutely not!!