Friday, October 9, 2009

A Tale of Two Shitties...

Once upon a time, there was a boy named Will. He was horribly afraid of going poopy in the potty unless there was a potty seat available. One day, he was at preschool and his teacher took him to the potty three times, but despite his colon's urging, he was never able to go. Time passed slowly for the young boy and his colon, but eventually his mommy picked him up at preschool and Miss M told the mommy of Will's suffering. The mother took Will by the hand to guide him out of the school but was interrupted by her son's begging to use the potty. The mommy took her son into the bathroom and lo and behold, there was still no potty seat. The mommy perched her frightened son atop the potty and after much hysterical crying, the son finally agreed to try to go. Meanwhile, Will's younger brother decided to explore the bathroom. He really enjoyed the urinals and decided that he would like to stand upon them. The mommy ran back and forth trying to keep the younger son from playing in urine and the older son from flailing about and landing his rear end deep in the potty's soiled waters. Eventually young Will was able to poo and Jack was able to stay away from the pee, and the poop experience was over.

Later that week, Will had gotten more brave about going poop in a big potty. He proudly announced to his mother that he no longer required the potty seat and intended to use the big potty alone. In fact, he bade his mother stay out of the restroom completely while he went, so that he could truly enjoy the big boy potty experience. He almost asked for a newspaper to read when he remembered he didn't know how to read. When he was done in the potty, he called for his mother to assist in the wiping. His mother entered and much to her pride, she saw that Will had successfully pooped. However, much to his mother's dismay, Will had one small error. He didn't open the lid of the toilet.

The End.

8 comments:

Tuffy said...

does that count as progress?


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Busy Bee Suz said...

Congrats. But all this potty talk makes me wonder where my bottle of purrell is. :)
My youngest was terrified of the auto-flush toilets. Until she was about 7!!!!

Amie said...

Hmmm...maybe it isn't a fear of no potty seat, but a fear of pooping in public bathrooms.

Yo mama said...

hystrical!

TexInTheCity said...

LOL @ he almost asked for a newspaper until her remembered that he couldn't read! LOL

Domestic Goddess (In Training) said...

Mike - I count anything as progress. Otherwise my life is too depressing.

Suz - Luckily, Will thinks those are the greatest things ever. Thank God!

Amie - I wonder where he would get that fear?

Mom - Only to those not cleaning poop off the toilet lid.

Tex - It just seemed right for a man taking a poo.

OHmommy said...

I'm so glad I am done w/potty training. LOL.

Domestic Goddess (In Training) said...

OhMommy - I thought I was with this kid, but apparently I skipped a critical step.