B: "snakes eat mice, turtles eat salad, & frogs eat flies. I think those flies would taste better with cinnamon."
B: Mom, Mom,....
Me: Hold on Brooklyn, I'm finishing a text
B: Mom, you stop playing & look up at my face when I'm talking.
(Sean stands in the corner cracking up laughing!)
B: Girls & Boys pee & poop in their pants.
Me: If they're potty trained like you are, they go on the potty, other wise its called an accident.
B: Girls sit down, and boys stand. You help Dylan stand Mom.
Me: It's ok that he goes potty in his diaper right now honey, he doesn't understand when he has to go potty & he can't stand yet, let alone sit up.
B: He can tell you when he has to go & you can hold him up like me when I don't have a potty seat.
Me: How is he going to tell us he has to go?
B: He'll cry.
Me: How will I know if he's hungry, tired or has to go potty?
B: We have to listen verrrrrrrrry carefully.
Monday, June 27, 2011
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