Tuesday, October 25, 2011

A Strawberry in the Toilet

This story is not for the faint of heart.  It's fairly gag worthy, and despite the title of the post it has nothing to do with an actual strawberry.  So Isabella has been completely potty trained for a little over a month.  No pull ups and only the very stray and random accident, dry through the night.  But obviously when she needs to use the potty I go in with her and apparently she thinks she owes me the same courtesy.  This is where this story begins.

So I walk into the bathroom to pee and Isabella is flipping through an old issue of Parents magazine, probably looking for some tips for me, maybe a recipe or two whose only ingredient is cheese.  I take this time to try and hastily change my tampon.  One because I don't know about the rules of periods and tampons and how they relate to toddlers.  What can you say that really won't scar them?  Mommy bleeds for 5 days and doesn't die?  And two, it's creepy.

So if you're kind of getting the idea of where this story is going feel free to back slowly out of the post.

So I manage to take out the old tampon and put in a new one without being spotted until... I stand up.  She loves to flush.  "Mommy, I flush...what that?"  She had caught a glimpse of my tampon in the toilet. "Mommy, you left a strawberry in the potty.  It looks yuck."

That entire day she told everybody, and I mean anybody that was in our presence for longer than 5 minutes, that mommy left a strawberry in the toilet and she also hasn't eaten a strawberry since.  Le Sigh.


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1 comments:

Lynn said...

That is too damn cute!! I actually always let me daughter help me with getting me the pad, helping stick it to my panties ect. So it was always normal to her and opened up conversation once she was old enough to understand what she was helping with, she has never seen the tampon part though....yay, that's a rough explaination. lol

Lynn

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