Day 12
I prayed to God, literally, that she would release the venom before we left for our field trip to the Brooklyn Children's Museum. We had to leave at 9:15. At 9:20, the ever awaited celebrity had yet to appear since the night before... "Please GOD let this kid pee before we go and we have to go NOW!!" No way in H-E-double hockey sticks was she going back in the diaper and I was not about to be amused having a urine soaked child arrive at the musuem. And God answered my prayers. Whoo hoo! So, we're the last ones on the bus, but that's okay! Because we peed on the potty! And you bet your little tooshy I told EVERYJUAN.
And then she peed herself at the museum, but its cool because we were in the water works area and you really couldn't tell Gabi creation from God's creation. So, shh... don't tell anyone! (okay, really, it all puddled in her shoes, don't be disgusted- we did not leave McArthur germs at the museum).
And, dah dun nuh NAH! From beginning of the day until the end, Gabi peed 6, that's right esse, SIX times in the potty! Twice, she didn't *have* to go, but she figured out how to do it and she wanted a Thin Mint! Way to go girl! I say this, but I have faith that tomorow will be a whole other day....
And then she peed herself at the museum, but its cool because we were in the water works area and you really couldn't tell Gabi creation from God's creation. So, shh... don't tell anyone! (okay, really, it all puddled in her shoes, don't be disgusted- we did not leave McArthur germs at the museum).
And, dah dun nuh NAH! From beginning of the day until the end, Gabi peed 6, that's right esse, SIX times in the potty! Twice, she didn't *have* to go, but she figured out how to do it and she wanted a Thin Mint! Way to go girl! I say this, but I have faith that tomorow will be a whole other day....
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