I was peed on today. So was the floor and oh, yes – THE WALL of the bathroom at my daughter’s gymnastics studio. Who knew the small guy had such range?
So. I was wet – yuck! And on my hands and knees in a public restroom cleaning up pee. DOUBLE YUCK!
Try not to be jealous.
This sort of tops off a 2 day “I’m the greatest Mommy in the world” competition I’ve been having with myself.
On Monday, I let my 4 year old carry a too-heavy bag up the stairs of her school. In the rain. In sandals. Some kind teacher stepped in to help while I cried (literally) in the drop-off line, “but I didn’t think it was that heavy,” and “she wanted to carry it”. Even grading on a curve, I fail that Mommy task.
Then at the gym, I signed in MYSELF to the kid’s care area – even put my age as 2 1/2.
I forgot my daughter’s dance bag for her final recital rehearsal. So she practiced in too-big tap shoes. She told me she would have preferred to STOMP HER BAREFEET REALLY LOUD.
My small victory was getting the small guy on the potty multiple times.
Which of course is negated when you forget to remind him to ‘hold it down’ and narrowly miss getting pee in your EYE. And mouth. Can I get a ‘triple-yuck’?
I’m off to figure out what mind-numbing motherly feat I can pull off next. Any suggestions?