the alfmeister

a figment of reality's imagination

Aren’t Kids Precious?


.

Yesterday Miss 2 was wandering around the house lost for something to do when she happened onto me as I was walking into the toilet.

“What are you up to?” I asked her.

“Stilly” she replied.

“Pardon?”

“Stilly? Cold hands.” It was then I noticed she had both hands in her pockets on her hoody…

“Aaaah, chilly” I corrected.

“Yep.” By now I was standing at the toilet doing what men do, and not pissing over the seat and floor when beside me stood Miss 2 again – now we allow her to watch us use the toilet (as if we could stop her anyway!) in getting her to understand using one as we try to transition her to the potty, or even better, the toilet itself. She watched quietly for a bit before asking “You?”

“Eh?” was all I could muster at that point with my mind elsewhere. “You?” she asked again pointing right at it. “Chilly?”

Now what the hell is that supposed to mean??!!

Advertisements

Single Post Navigation

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: