A few different days this summer I brought my kids with me to get my classroom ready. It was easier to make a few short trips rather than make a day of it because of their limited attention spans. One memorable visit was the usual 90 minutes, but I think we spent more than half that time using the potty.
I sat them down with a movie and some lunch as I tackled a new bulletin board. After their first course, the bathroom parade began. First Sweet Boy decided he had to pee. When we were there, Girlie decided she wanted to try to go tinkles too. She spent about 10 minutes trying to poop too, but was really uncomfortable without a potty seat. We washed up and headed back to my classroom.
A crappy situation
The kids returned to their lunch and then I noticed Girlie hiding behind the piano. I knew what was coming. A few moments later, I could smell that Girlie had gotten much more comfortable with her pull-up on. I cleaned her up, ran to the bathroom to drop off the offensive diaper and went back to my bulletin board.
Literally two minutes later Sweet Boy was running down the hall. I asked him where he was going and he yelled for all to hear, “I have to poop, Mommy.”
He went straight into the ladies room because, “I need you, Mommy.”
I scooped up his sister and followed him in. For 15 minutes we talked about the door locks, how people usually want privacy in the bathroom, the sanitary napkin box, the handicapped stall, and a bit about world peace. He finished up. We went back to my room. I put up the last few pieces in my classroom and we left.
I know when they are older, there will be many things I will miss about this age. I don’t think life revolving around the bathroom will be one of those things.
Photo by thejbird 