Tuesday, October 04, 2005
Even When There's No Jury Duty... There's ALWAYS Potty Duty!
So, I didn't get to serve, was released by noon, and am back at work for the duration. Oh, well.
On our way to school this morning, though, at almost the exact same moment, both kids decided they had to go to the potty. BOTH of them. Luckily, we hadn't yet gotten to the bridge or I'm not sure what McGyver solution I would've had to produce, but instead was only required to quickly exit into the the nearest Safeway.
So, here we go at 7:30 in the morning, freezing our little tushes off, running across the parking lot into the grocery store and hoping they don't do their bathroom cleaning at this hour. We make it into the store, have to sidestep the pumpkins, the stuffed animals, the balloons, AND the strawberries, and then convince them that it's okay to use these restrooms even though I can't seem to find the protective sheets anywhere!!! So, I tear off 3-4 squares of TP and line the toilet seat before plopping them on there (yes, each in his/her own, which was a dance in and of itself), just in time to see that Chago didn't quite make it.
Once we're all done with our handwashing and back in the truck, I strip him down and pull out his spare clothes. Then it starts. We debated for 15 minutes right there in the parking lot over whether or not he was going to wear the Nemo briefs that I had in the backpack or the now soaking wet Hanes boxer briefs he loves. After explaining for the 3rd time (because we only ever go 3 rounds), HE decided to suggest in that very calm (and condescending? at two?) tone that if I would just hang his shorts out the window like I had done with Saia's shirt one time she got wet from a fountain at the park, then they would surely dry by the time we got to school, which was technically correct...I suppose.
Damn that ingenious little devil. Such a logical boy when he needs to be. So great at formulating his arguments. Never uses subjective reasoning or irrational statements. Always just sticks to the facts...
EXCEPT FOR THE FACT THAT IT WOULD BE DRIED PEE AND WOULD STINK TO HIGH HEAVEN FOR THE REST OF THE DAY!!!
[needless to say, he wore Nemo]