On days when Big J is at work until very late at night, Lil' Miss has a shower with me as her bedtime bath. That way it's quick, the Little Man doesn't have to cry for too long as he misses his mommy, and mommy gets to have a shower too (heaven forbid the thought!!!) But lately getting Lil' Miss into the shower has proved to be very difficult. Not really sure why. It started out as a novelty and very exciting. Not so much anymore. Anyhow, tonight, getting her upstairs and naked wasn't the problem. Getting her into the bathroom itself wasn't a problem (I'm usually chasing her around, she's naked and I'm naked and Little Man is crying because he thinks mommy has deserted him. Lil' Miss is giving mommy the fake out and running into every room except the appropriate bathroom). I told her to strip off her pull up, which she did fine and promptly went to go pee on the toilet. Hey, not going to argue with that.

I start up the shower.

I know she hasn't pooped at all today and she's a pretty regular little girl...at least 2x a day. And so far today....nothing. So of course I'm suspicious.

Drag her into the shower after she launches herself off the toilet.

She starts to cry. "Mommy I have to poooooop. Mommy I HAVE TO POOOOOOOP!!!" What do you do. One doesn't want to discourage her from pooooooping on the potty, so I let her go back to the potty and attempt to poop.

"Mommy I need that book!" Ok, I give her the book. I am promptly informed that this book titled "Learning the 'DIRTY' tricks of the trade when it comes to car sales' is a Daddy and Lil' Miss book. Ok. Whatever. She's reading the book as she sits on the potty. I inform her that I'm taking my shower while she poops, but she'd better not get off that toilet until she's done and when she's done she's heading straight for the shower to get clean. Yes, I'll be watching her! I get a weird look in return. Ok.

I have my shower. I warn her that I'm almost done and that if she's not done pooooping before I'm done my shower I'll be manhandling her into the shower whether she's done or not and she'll be getting cleaned up. I get another weird look.

All of a sudden I get soap in my eyes (disaster for me....I hate getting soap in my eyes...I become extremely blind). Then I hear the book drop. I hear some squirming. I can't see a darn thing except.....this scenario plays out in my mind...Lil' Miss takes advantage of mommy's blinding situation and leaps off the toilet. She races out of the room to the farthest corner of the farthest room, squats and takes the long awaited poop. Then stops in to see the Little Man who is wailing away and is trapped in his crib to tell him "It's ok, mommy is coming!" Then bolts her poooopy bum downstairs to watch Okey Dokey on tv because I forgot to turn the tv off before we headed upstairs and it's one of her favorite shows. Plants said pooooopy bum on my couch and feels really smart with herself.

Fortuneately it did not happen. But, people, what you need to understand is that this could very likely have become a very real event. Because this is how a 2 year old's mind works!!!! All portions of this scenario have played out at different times already. Yes, uh huh.

Anyhow, I ended up hauling her unpoooopy bum into the shower because no poop came and she was crying and mad because she had to poop, but mommy decided that cleanliness was more important than potty training and after 5 minutes of cleaning her up, the tears disappeared and were totally forgotten because by that time she had her yellow towel wrapped around her and promptly discovered that her yellow towel MATCHED HER YELLOW PANTIES THAT SHE WORE TODAY THAT WERE LYING ON THE FLOOR!!! Wowee! Talk about an exciting discovery. Kids!