Tuesday 27 February 2007

Battle of Potty-loo

I called Mimi this evening to talk about our upcoming trip to TexHome. I managed to catch her just as she got in the door from work. Apparently this really ticked her off, because she used her Grandmotherly powers to wreak chaos in the house1.

As I am conversing with Mimi, I hear off in the distance Mom making distressed “Alice!” calls. Upon inquiry, she calls back over her shoulder as she disappears upstairs “I found a naked Alice covered in poop coming up the basement stairs”. Well. That kind of comment can frequently be an indication of a spot of unpleasentness somewhere in the otherwise smooth operation of the household. Naturally, being a good, responsible Dad I pondered the situation a bit and then decided that perhaps I should inspect the basement, just in case there was more to the situation than Mom had already dealt with.

I wouldn’t want to say that the basement was a pit of unspeakable poopy horror (because this is a family weblog), but I will say that at least Poly wasn’t involved. It was clear that Alice had suffered a containment failure and, despite having a pullup on at the time, decided that she was not going to request decontamination while suffering the discomfort of a full and stinky diaper, so she took off her one piece pajamas and pull-up before evacuating the disaster zone.

After reporting my observations to Mom (heavily engaged in extracting Alice from the fallout), she issued me a hazmat suit, a full load out of cleaning equipment, and orders to reclaim ground zero. Mimi, assured that her revenge was proceeding properly, signed off so as to avoid giving voice to revealing chuckles.

I am happy to report that we have made a full recovery with no loss of personel. I didn’t even toss my cookies.


1 What else could it have been? Our sweet children would never misbehave so on their own. The “coincidental” timing gives it away.

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Comments

SO glad I have both of mine potty-trained! I can’t imagine what Gracie would do with all of that poo in the house! She’d need a bath for sure!

Posted by: Deborah on 27 February 2007 at 22:02

I saw Alice yesterday when I was picking up Bubblegum… the kids were sitting in a row in the hall getting ready to go into the gross motor room. Some of them asked if the baby wore diapers. The teacher responded ‘yes.’ Many of them told me that they were potty trained, but I don’t think Alice was one of those kids. I did say “hi” to her, specifically, and then I told her that Bix and Charles were in the same classroom last year. She exclaimed, ‘Charles my brother!’ So cute!

Posted by: Karyla on 01 March 2007 at 09:43

Alice is potty trained at daycare and wears ordinary underwear. She spends most of her time at home in underwear as well. Alice just wears pullups overnight and at the time of this incident Mom had prepped her for bed already. Technically, she counts as potty trained. I think she just wets herself sometimes to get a change of clothes or a bath.

Posted by: Dad on 01 March 2007 at 10:09
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