Thursday, April 26, 2007

Likely to Be Fully Dressed Getting out of Limos

Last night Lu pooped in her pants at Central Market. And of course, we’re at that overconfident stage of potty-training where we have no back-up anything, so after weighing the risks of strapping an unsealed cloth bag of crap (her shorts, attached to her body) into my car, I decided to go into the bathroom and deal with it.

That decision, aside from being a horror scene (oh, patrons of the Central Market ladies’ room at 7:10 last night, you saintly women), led to a really interesting discussion:

“Mom, do you have more panties for me?”
“No, babe, but it’s O—.”
“Do you have a pull-up for me?”
“No, but we’re going to put your shorts back on and go ho—”
“NOOOO, I need panties!!”

It doesn't feel good to convince your three-year-old that it is, in certain situations, okay...to go without panties. But our other option — that she argued strenuously for — was marching her bare-assed through Central Market.

I won. As we left, she grabbed the crotch of her shorts and complained, “Mom, my shorts are touching my butt.”

Must wear panties! I may not be the best mother in the world, but I am at least better than Lynne Spears and Kathy Hilton.

2 Comments:

Melanie & Adam said...

Let's not forget about Dina Lohan. She really sets the bar low.

3:49 PM  
Granny said...

We can hope for limos in the future and Granny will be handy with pullups in the car and extra panties in my purse. Yes, I do have both in my museum purse. :-)

x0

10:50 PM  

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