One morning, not too long ago, I was awaken by the voices of the two resident little people – Cody and Carter. At first I could not make out what they were saying as their voices were muffled by their closed bedroom door. But then they moved to their bathroom – a room which may as well not have a door for lack of its use – and their conversation, unencumbered by a door, turned into rather like a confessional.
They volleyed back and forth:
sometimes I pee a little on the toilet seat.
me too… and every now and then I accidently pee on the floor
…or my hand
I do that too!
And Cody, Carter piped up with added enthusiasm and what sounded like a smidgen of pride, sometimes when I am peeing, I miss and pee on the little trash can.
I think I need to have Husband give them a refresher course on stand-up-peeing 101.
Oh, and I guess I need to disinfect the little trash can (and the toilet seat, and the floor…)