Sunday, December 11, 2011

Whooosh!

Whoosh and a jump about 3 feet high.  What would that be?  The automatic toilet flushing in a public restroom and my startled little one. 

Let me back up a bit.  We're still working on potty training.  We have reached the point where diapers are not needed when we go out (only for bedtime, and to do something she still refuses to do on the toilet), and the Babe has used a public restroom.  She was very excited by that, so now whenever we go out she tells us how she's going to use that store's bathroom when we go (whatever store we might be going to).  Her first experience was at a Kohl's a few weeks back, second time last week at Target.  She makes sure to tell everyone that she just went pee pee.  Most people get a laugh at it.

Last night we went to visit my parents, who are about an hour drive from our home.  En route she announced she needed to use the bathroom.  Uh oh.  We had options of places to stop, but she wanted to go potty at Grandma and Grandpa's.  She actually was able to wait over a half hour after her announcement (we kept asking if she wanted us to stop).  So, of course on the way home she made the same announcement, except she couldn't wait.  We stopped a little over mid-way home at a hotel.  As I held her while she sat on the toilet, I looked straight into the mechanical eye of the automatic flush and realized, oops, I should have covered that with some paper.  I then warned the Babe that the toilet might flush on its own.  That warning had no meaning, as seconds later it went off, and the Babe shot up.  Its hard to hold a child dangling over a toilet while laughing, but it can be done.  Anyhow, we finished up, and she made sure she announced to the young guy standing outside the restroom of her success. 

No harm done.  She's already announced that she's going to use the potty at the store later today.  I just wish this wasn't part of the entertainment.

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