I'm such a sucker for bathroom humor. I almost always revert into a 10 year old whenever I'm in a public bathroom stall and hear someone toot. I'm not kidding--instantaneous cackle! But believe me I don't throw stones---I'll laugh even harder if it's me who accidentally lets one loose.
So it should come as no surprise to you that my daughter Bella and I have a very open relationship when it comes to her bathroom routine. From the moment she began using the potty, she started to artistically interpret her #2's.
EVERY. SINGLE. TIME.
For example, one day it looked like a necklace. Or a banana. Or a family of marbles.
Or a sleepy hotdog (my favorite). Or the letter S.
But tonight. Yes, tonight will go down in the books.
( A bathroom. Bella, a boisterous 4 year old sits
on the toilet, obviously in distress. Her mother,
tired and visibly cranky from a long day, puts
away folded clothes in the bedroom next to
Bella, are you alright?
Yes, mom. It. It. It hurts.
Take a deep breath, Bella. It'll help.
Did that help?
Oh my God! Mom, come here! Come quick!
Bella, what is it? Is everything okay?
(Bella stares directly into toilet bowl,
amazed and in awe of what she sees.)
It's a family mom! Look, a family! I think they're having a party, look at all of them!
(Bella inquisitively stares a little bit longer
and notices something that catches her
eye. Mother watches closely.)
Holy canoli mom. Look! Look! They're not having a party mom, they're watching a movie! With popcorn! Popcorn Mom! Look! Corn!
(Trying to hold back laughter,
she clears her throat, begins to speak.)
Why yes Bella, it sure does look like a family movie night, huh?