A Conversation with O

As happens at his age, as soon as you get little O in the car he “has to go potty”.  Nevermind you asked him ten times before leaving the house, nevermind you just carried a sippy-cup, a coffee mug, two umbrellas, a large purse, and a very tall 2 year old to the car.  The act of putting that all into the vehicle safely and securely feels harrowing enough – now can you just leave for your destination? But 3 out of 4 times, “Mom, I have to go Potty” are the first words after the click of the Parakeet’s own seat-belt.  AAARRRGGGHHHH. “OK, sweetie, let’s run back in but make it Reeeeaaallll fast”.  Notice how the Bird never loses her temper or says anything unkind to her child. Or uses sarcasm.

On Wednesday evening, the Huz had had enough of managing little O’s whines and was feeling the whine virus sneaking up on his own person.  When post-nap time was rainy, the Parakeet offered to whisk him off to the library for an hour.  They LOVE the public library on a rainy afternoon – it is FREE, it has PUZZLES, it has BOOKS, it is a 5 min drive – it is FREE.

As soon as Little O was all settled, “Mom I have to go potty”
“Well, honey I think you can go at the library”
“But I have to go potty, Mom”
“I think you can go at the library”, She pulled away from the curb and onto the street.
“I don’t know if I can hold it”
“Well, buddy I’m driving now and you can go when we get to the library”
“OK, I’ll just wiggle my toes”

All bad moods have disappeared.  When trying to be patient, would you all just wiggle your toes?


2 responses to “A Conversation with O

  1. runyanthree

    more power to ya. 🙂

  2. come on Sara–don’t give up…you can do this! Keep updating!

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