Potty training was on a roll a couple of weeks ago. You were keen on doing your business on the toilet. You were earning Elmo stickers left and right. You were getting plenty of applause and Atta Boys!

Then you lost interest.

But you didn't lose the concept, apparently.

Today, while Daddy was napping, I had you come upstairs with me while I used the bathroom. You drifted off into your room and weird noises reached my ears so I asked you to join me in the bathroom so I could keep an eye on you. Because I was going, uh, Number Two.

When you heard the evidence of this, you turned to me excitedly and announced, "Mommy go poopy!"

"Well, yes, sweetie. I did!"

"Mommy go poopy on potty!"

"Yep, I sure did."

"MOMMY GET STICKER! Mommy get Elmo sticker!" And off you ran to the office where we keep those very stickers. And I couldn't even get off the toilet because I was laughing so hard.

Posted on October 11, 2006 09:31 PM