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.
“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??!!