Thursday, April 10, 2008
Not What I Wanted To Be Doing...
...at ass-crack-of-dawn o'clock.
Famous Last Words (me to Middle): "Hurry up and go pee so you can eat your cereal before it gets soggy!"
Yeah, you can probably guess what happened next.
In his rush to "hurry up" (as Momma instructed), somehow the pee-pee got tangled up in the pullup that got tangled up in the zip-up footy pajamas.
This happened at 6:38 am. I have to be out the door by 6:42 am in order to catch my train. Hubby was in the shower.
So there I was, in my work clothes, on my hands and knees, sopping up piss off my child and the bathroom floor.
The worst part? It was that dark yellow, smelly FIRST MORNING PEE that had been festering in his bladder for oh....10 hours or so.