Last night, the girls were having a hard time settling down for bedtime. Taryn especially. But what's new with that child? She is a spaz from sun up to sun down and usually for a couple hours after that. Anyway, Keara's been complaining about a tummy ache thru the evening so I wasn't surprised when she had to come out of her room twice to go to the bathroom. True to girl form, whenever Keara needs to go potty, it becomes a sisters' affair and suddenly "WE" have to go potty.
The second time they came down, I asked Taryn what was going on. She answered "Keara has to do diarrhea." Okay, fine. Then Taryn says, "I have to do diarrhea too." Rrriiighhht...So she goes running to the kitchen and I say, "Hey Taryn, where are you going?"
T: I'm going to do diarrhea!
M: Yeah, but the bathroom's not that way.
T: (running to the bathroom) When is Keara going to do diarrhea?!
M: Taryn, come here...(she comes and sits on my lap)...Taryn, do you know what diarrhea is?
T: Yeah, it's a game.
M: Um...no...it's not...
After I explained what it really was, she decided she didn't want to do it anymore and went back to bed.
2 comments:
Hahaha! Glad she didn't want to play that game after all. ;)
Nice blog. Poop stories are always fun.
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