This kid...
Is going to be in therapy before he's 5! We're potty training him this week which means the bathroom door has to be open at all times. This was my one escape... I'd go in, shut and lock the door, and relax. Now I can't! So yesterday, Frankie got curious and asked the question all parents dread.
Frankie: Momma, you have no wee wee?
Me: Nope.
Frankie: Why?
Me (without skipping a beat): I was bad so Dada cut it off
Frankie (runs from the bathroom screaming): I'll be good now! I'll be good!
And for the next few hours he was! Now keep in mind, he'd been a brat all morning up to that point. But at least I got a few hours of peace and quiet.
Frankie: Momma, you have no wee wee?
Me: Nope.
Frankie: Why?
Me (without skipping a beat): I was bad so Dada cut it off
Frankie (runs from the bathroom screaming): I'll be good now! I'll be good!
And for the next few hours he was! Now keep in mind, he'd been a brat all morning up to that point. But at least I got a few hours of peace and quiet.