I picked L up from daycare today just as he was waking from his nap. He was in such a deep sleep (damn it! why can’t you do this at home???) that I had to shake him awake. He actually didn’t budge even when I got right in his face (which sent about a million volts of fear through me) but he eventually came to.
After nap, the class routine is to have a snack and then play.
L devoured his snack (birthday cupcakes brought in by a classmate) and after he ate, he decided that he needed to go to the restroom to clean himself up. All the while I’m sitting there in awe. WHO IS THIS CHILD WHO INDEPENDENTLY GOES TO THE BATHROOM TO GROOM HIMSELF? At home I have a front row seat in front of the toilet (as per his request). Apparently at home he feels he needs a cheerleader (me), or has concocted a brilliant plan to get my undivided attention because he has figured out that if you play the potty card, mom HAS to help. The jury is still out….
So he toddled off to the bathroom, washed his hands, wiped his face and then decided to use the bathroom. And here’s the story I will tell over and over to his prom date and future girlfriends…..
As he did his business, he examined himself. I don’t need to paint a picture here, if you’re a guy, you have one.
He noticed that ‘it’ was curved a little to the side.
He got upset.
He wanted it to be straight.
Now, I don’t have any experience in this ‘area’ about curves and such, so I assured him it was just fine.
He continued to get upset with the ‘curve’.
“But Mummy, I want it to go straight. It’s not being a good listener”.
And THAT, was Tuesday.