When Brilliance Backfires: The Quick PeeApril 12, 2010 at 5:24 am | Posted in Giggles, Lollipop | 25 Comments
It was a moment of Mommy Desperation.
We were at the park. Giggles was munching pretzels. Lollipop had to pee. There was a bathroom. But.
It was stinky. And dark. Bugs and germs lurked. I imagined Giggles caressing the silver toilet bowl and then stuffing seven pretzels and a tribe of paramecia into his mouth while I tried to get Lollipop on the seat without aforementioned tribe bedding down in the layers of her Sleeping Beauty dress. No. Thanks.
My Big Idea
Instead, I said, “This potty is broken. Let’s just find a tree and have a quick pee.” To avoid tantrums and tears over ye gads! something new! I tried to make it sound fun. Like a tea party. (Pee party?)
She went for it. We ducked behind a big oak and I hiked up the pink tulle. She squatted, did her thing, headed back to the swings. Giggles, oblivious, munched paramecium-free pretzels. I felt pretty smart.
Flash forward to last week.
Gone in 60 Seconds
We were playing in the backyard (because I am a good mom). Giggles and I ran inside to get a tissue while Lollipop collected berries and mulch in a bucket. We were gone no more than a minute. I swear it.
Upon our return, Lollipop grinned at us. “I had a quick pee, Mommy.”
“I had a quick pee.”
Um. All right. I felt her pants, shoes, socks for wetness. None. I shrugged, figured she was just remembering our little park adventure from the previous week.
Found in 60 Seconds
Then Giggles threw a tantrum. A banshee-shrieking, grass-writhing, shoe-tossing fit because Lollipop had the green bucket. The green one!! I spoke to him gently, took hold of his arm, tried to pull him close. And noticed his wet sleeve.
Um. All right. “Lollipop, did you say you took a quick pee in the yard?” I asked. She nodded, grinned, proud.
“Where?” I asked. She pointed. “Giggles is on my pee.” Of course he is.
The whole backyard. She pees. He pitches a fit. Same. Spot.
Next time, we’ll just invite the paramecia tribe over for pretzels and party games. Bobbing for Charmin, anyone?
Ever had a “brilliant” parenting moment backfire on you? Thoughts on “communing” with nature?