Zebra
01-02-2009, 19:09
Twingle 1 is pretty much entirely piddle free after a long and drawn out potty training, entirely unlike Twingle 2 but today really takes the pee.
She took herself for the long and drawn out process that is a wee for her.
She insists on having the pink trainer seat on, the footstool in just the right place and trousers and knickers entirely off and deposited on the floor for safe keeping. She them gets comfy and will either engage you in conversation or request that you leave the loo whilst she wee's.
Piddling done, she wipes, flushes, shouts 'bye wee', waves and then goes about removing the pink seat, occasionally replacing clothing, washing hands, drying and then gaily running about the house.
In this instance she neglected to replace her clothing. So, spying her little bare bottom galloping around the kitchen with glee I asked her to put her trousers and knickers back on.
Twingle1 then vanishes back in the loo.
'Great' thinks I. 'No argument.'
A couple of minutes later, after completing my task I wondered where she was and despatched Daddy to locate said bare bottomed twin.
A low groan emanated from the loo and Daddy shouts me to witness the devastation.
Having seen the resultant toothpaste decor/soap froth/toilet paper scattering and piddle misses before, I felt Daddy could deal with this one so I refused
Then he announces that there is a pair of trousers half way round the U bend and the knickers are no where to be seen!
Oh wonderful!
He retrieved the trousers but the knickers are long gone.....the joys of parenting eh?
She took herself for the long and drawn out process that is a wee for her.
She insists on having the pink trainer seat on, the footstool in just the right place and trousers and knickers entirely off and deposited on the floor for safe keeping. She them gets comfy and will either engage you in conversation or request that you leave the loo whilst she wee's.
Piddling done, she wipes, flushes, shouts 'bye wee', waves and then goes about removing the pink seat, occasionally replacing clothing, washing hands, drying and then gaily running about the house.
In this instance she neglected to replace her clothing. So, spying her little bare bottom galloping around the kitchen with glee I asked her to put her trousers and knickers back on.
Twingle1 then vanishes back in the loo.
'Great' thinks I. 'No argument.'
A couple of minutes later, after completing my task I wondered where she was and despatched Daddy to locate said bare bottomed twin.
A low groan emanated from the loo and Daddy shouts me to witness the devastation.
Having seen the resultant toothpaste decor/soap froth/toilet paper scattering and piddle misses before, I felt Daddy could deal with this one so I refused
Then he announces that there is a pair of trousers half way round the U bend and the knickers are no where to be seen!
Oh wonderful!
He retrieved the trousers but the knickers are long gone.....the joys of parenting eh?