If I were that kind of mom, I would have a picture posted RIGHT HERE -------->
to prove my point, but since I love my child dearly, and love when her father doesn’t get upset with me, especially for posting inappropriate pics of her on the www., I will abstain and just let you in on the little story that goes with that “would be” pic.
Ever since little one was liberated from her Huggies, she has found a whole new world.
(Don’t sing that song from “Aladdin”.)
(Bet you are now, huh?)
She has started to dress herself.
She has found the fun in changing her clothes at least twice a day. (Thank heavens that usually the second go-round is her first, original outfit from the day’s wardrobe.)
She has also found the fun in going “commando”.
This is fun for mom especially, as I get to check out that situation every time we are about to leave the house. To be caught, out in a public place, in that condition, would be quite the event!
(Can you see my fake, strained smile?)
Besides those fun little incidents, there is one that is even more fun.
That would be the streaking between the wardrobe changes, or the trips to the potty.
She has recently decided that stripping-down to her birthday suit is an absolutely necessary step to take in her journey to the potty. The stripping-down begins at the end of the hallway farthest from the bathroom, and continues with a pile of clothing just inside the bathroom door. There is also another little streak, and pursuit after the streaker, after the trip to the bathroom is complete. The process of getting her to put her clothing back on, or putting it back on for her, is much like a rodeo event.
So now, you know what is going on inside our little home, with our most exciting, active, potty-trained, 2 year old.
Come to think of it, maybe I could post a pic.. it really wouldn’t show much of anything. Just a blur of fleshtone…