The Day After the Party Pooper

So I have to tell you about the day after Eli's birthday. I know that was over a week ago, but it has taken that long for me to find the humor in this incident. I guess it's one of those things that make you say, "one day we will laugh about this!".

My mom was getting ready to leave after spending Eli's birthday with us. I had gotten the boys ready and was just getting out of the shower when Eli came to the bathroom telling me, "Potty! Potty!"

Eli has been interested in using the potty, but has never actually done anything while sitting there. He just makes a "ppssssss!" noise while smiling at me. Cute, but somewhat frustrating. So I didn't really thing his request was very urgent.

But as I started to get dressed, Eli started to try to pull his clothes off, all while saying, "potty!". So I decided to humor him and took off his pants and diaper and set him on the potty. Within 20 seconds, Jonah came in the bathroom saying, "Mommy, I need to go potty NOW!".

So what's a mom to do? I figured Eli didn't really need to go, so I took him off the potty and put Jonah on the potty.  You can see where this is headed, right? Actually it is worse than you think!

While I was helping Jonah with the TP, Eli wandered back in the bathroom. It was then that I noticed he had a little something on his tush. I immediately cried, "Oh no, Eli is starting to go potty!" So I took Jonah off the potty and put Eli on.

No big deal, right? Jonah was done anyway... or so I thought! He starts in with "I still need to go some more!" At this point I am in a panic. So I call for my mom to come take Jonah downstairs (he won't go down by himself) so he can finish going potty and I can take care of Eli.

I thought the disaster was averted. WRONG!
I just about lost it when I looked down the hallway...

What neither my mom or I knew was that Eli had already pooped in the hallway. That wouldn't be SO bad, but then my mom inadvertently stepped on it with her shoe when she came to get Jonah.... and tracked the mess down the hallway, through my kitchen and down the stairs.

I will admit it... I freaked out. There may have been some yelling, screaming and general hysteria. It wasn't my mom's fault, it wasn't really Eli's fault.... and I like to think that I was doing the best I could.

We got the mess cleaned up and then went out for lunch to give everyone a break. I was disappointed that Eli probably WOULD have used the potty, but instead everything got all messed up.

Oh well! I suppose it will work out eventually. After all, later in the day (before his bath and with his face covered in cake and chocolate ice cream) he did get back on the potty.

Day 70

So I guess that's progress, even if all he did was tell me "ppsssssssss!" and smile.

(psst.. here is my week in photos).





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