πππππ. That was grim . Thatβs all ahead of me with my two year old. I shudder the thought of my child ever telling me itβs a diarrhoea poo. π·π·π·
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πππππ. That was grim . Thatβs all ahead of me with my two year old. I shudder the thought of my child ever telling me itβs a diarrhoea poo. π·π·π·
It's the potty-trained-in-the-last-six-months timeframe that is scary in public places. Thank goodness by age 5 the boy does make it to the toilet, generally. Knock on wood, but we haven't had anything too dasterdly happen in public. The poop explosions usually happen at home. The tot is in the recently potty trained category. We live in fear while shopping.
ππππ. Taking corners shopping with the trolley like Aryton Senna!
I made the mistake of taking the kids to the store at 5pm after several hours of outdoor play. Funny how kids don't act tired when they actually are, they just transform from well mannered kids to maniacs. Rough day at the grocery store. The boy tried to drive my cart while I wasnt looking and actually rammed somebody's cart. I think he learned his lesson - he had that five year old look of shame. Race car carts only works when you're an adult :)