Friday, February 26, 2010
The child opens her door. She walks DIRECTLY to the bathroom. She turns on the light. She lifts the lid of the toilet. I get there just in time. She’s in fleece, footless pajamas that I put on inside out and backwards to prevent her access to the zipper. AND they’re duct-tapped on. I quickly unwarp and unzip her. She sits down and successfully goes to the bathroom. Then she casually returns to her room.
In light of my last blog you can understand why I’m in total shock.
There’s always hope.