1.10.2006

my little pony is a pain in the...

...foot.

On Sunday night as evening church was starting, I put Calvin's car seat into the nursery and headed back into the service. Just as I got to the doors, GG (my mom) rushed out, dragging a crying Maggie behind her. I asked what was going on and GG said Maggie needed to go potty RIGHT NOW. So I took over the dragging responsibility, explaining to my now bawling daughter that when you need to go potty, you can't stand still, you have to run to the potty so you won't have an accident. This made no difference in the dragging at all, and she kept saying something unrecognizable with all the crying - the only word I thought I understood was the last one, and it sounded like "poop". So I just kept telling her she could go as soon as we got on the potty. Once I got her on the toilet, nothing happened, and she kept crying and repeating the unknown sentence. I told her I was going to shut the door to the stall and let her calm down and then she could explain what was wrong. A few moments later, she said "Mama, I am ready to tell you". So I opened the stall door and pointing to her foot, she said "I not saying 'poop'! I saying I don't know what in my BOOT!". So, I unzipped her little boot, and there was her My Little Pony brush, bristle side up, poking her heel. After Maggie and I (and the other lady in the bathroom) got done laughing, we talked about why shoes are not good toy boxes.

4 comments:

Tk log said...

That is so stinking cute. lol

bean said...

thanks, tony! thanks for the link on your site, too. i'd link to you but i can't remember how. skh will have to show me again.

Anonymous said...

Mo, this is Sooz. I am sitting in the middle of my Theology class with tears running down my face. That story is so so funny. I love your blog! Keep it up

Gods girl said...

that is so funny!!!