Bathroom Escapades

Can you tell it's Saturday morning? Sometimes I have to save up my ideas for posts until Daddy is home and I actually have time at the computer. Anyway, on with the post... There are times when I just stop and kind of step outside of a situation, realize what is happening, and just laugh. When you're the mother of multiple small children, there are so many situations like that. For example, I mentioned in a previous post that Luke (who was recently potty trained) is still working on not being afraid of doing #2 in the potty. This results in him waiting for days to actually go. So, whenever he does finally have to go, we move heaven and earth to make the blessed event take place. The last time he finally had to go, I scooped Micah up, then rushed Luke to the bathroom. It was close to Micah's naptime so he was getting fussy and didn't really want to let me put him on the floor. So, in a bathroom that's not much bigger than a large phone booth (enough room for a toilet and sink), Luke is on the potty, I'm sitting on a small stool on the floor, Micah is standing up next to me holding on to my leg, and Joshua is crowding in at the door in hopes that Mommy is going to read some books. Joshua is also excited because of the rewards that "Luke" gets for going #2 in the potty; Joshua obviously freely benefits from Luke's accomplishment. So, here I sit with all 3 of my children crammed into this little bathroom reading books like this is a normal place for the family to spend time together. In spite of the craziness, my children DO think this is normal, and Luke was able to do his business, for which we are all very proud of him. By the time it's all over, Micah was way ready for his nap, but Luke had once again proved himself an exceptional 2 year old boy.