Listen to your Mother
June 2, 2009 by Lisa Beth
When I got home from work today, I let the dogs outside to potty and started dinner. When I looked out the back door again,I could see Sophie thinking about wandering through the trees to check out the neighbor’s yard. I proceed to the deck to call her in. She turned around and stared at me with a look in her eyes that said she wasn’t budging. So, I called again, a little louder this time, “Sophie! COME!” I heard a voice from inside yell, “OOPHIE! Listen to YOUR mother!” I’ll let you guess who that was. At least I know he’s listening now. Obeying? No. Listening? Sure.
One more funny story – because Wyatt’s at the age where sooo many funny things come out of his mouth, I have to document some of these things or I’ll forget!
We took the kids to the park one evening, and right before we left, Wyatt pooped in his pants. Chris changed him and they had a long talk about pottying in his pants and he swore he wouldn’t do it again (yep, still working on potty training – I swear it’s never ending). So we got to the park and about 15 minutes into playing, Wyatt announces he has a stinky pants. Chris and I were like, seriously? We just drove 20 minutes to get to his favorite park, pointed out where the pottys were and he poops his pants AGAIN? We loaded everyone back in the car and made him sit in his stinky pants the whole way home. Just to prove a point. (I know – yuck, but seriously we are running out of ideas here)
Of course the car is starting to stink half way home now . . .
WYATT: What’s that smell?
DAD: Your stinky pants
WYATT: It Stinks!
DAD: That’s why we poop in the toilet, not in our pants.
WYATT: Brooky has stinky pants, smell bad?
MOM: NO. It’s NOT Brooklyn.
WYATT: Oh. It’s me.
Hilarious, no?
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