Before we head out to the zoo in a few minutes, I have to share with you one of the most embarrassing evidence of terrible parenting funniest things that's happened around here in quite some time - yesterday was our night to go feed the hungry at a local shelter/kitchen, and I had to go pick up one of the youth beforehand. I was heading to the car with Henry when I realized I wasn't wearing my red FTH shirt. I told Henry to stay in the front yard, not to go anywhere. When I came back out of the house, I was greeted with a flying stream of pee and a child naked from the waist down. He had to go potty, he said. Never mind the semi-busy city street and parking lot with parents picking up their children from church preschool right behind him. Nice!
(I suppose I should admit that occasionally when we are in our fenced in back yard, we allow Henry to pee in a corner if he's been in the pool and is all wet and it would be inconvenient to go back into the house. I guess we reap what we sow.)
(I suppose I should admit that occasionally when we are in our fenced in back yard, we allow Henry to pee in a corner if he's been in the pool and is all wet and it would be inconvenient to go back into the house. I guess we reap what we sow.)
1 comment:
No, it's not the hyenas at the zoo that you hear laughing!! It is your mother!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :):)
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