Jun 07, 2005 14:40
Emma came out of her room about 5 minutes into her naptime. She said she had to go potty and even though she had just gone, I let her get up there again. "All by self" she says to me. So I wait.
She gets her stool, stands up on it and begins to pull her pants down. As she pulls her pants ALL the way down to her ankles, I see her little bottom sticking up in the air and smile. Then, in an instant, she flops over onto her head, her pants/panties flying up in the air. I am expecting a HUGE fit, but to my surprise, she gets up and says, "I tough Mommy. I tough." a little whine while she describes what hurts, "owie, my knee and my head. uh oh, my panties Mommy, put back on."
While I put her pants back on-she is sitting on the potty now-the image continues to play in my mind. I start to laugh. I laugh and laugh and laugh and laugh. She wasn't hurt, Dave, so it is ok. You would have laughed too. I know it.