My niece Lucy cracks me up. She has got to be the funniest 3 yr old on the planet. Truly.
Laura was telling me she had them out on Wednesday. They were in transit, all in the van, when suddenly an excretory emergency arose. It wasn't just "Mommy I need tah go potty" it was Lucy bawling because she had to poop so bad. So Laura makes a sudden and unplanned stop at WalMart. Luckily my mom was with her, so she could leave the other 3 kids in the van with her. So at least she didn't have to wait for all the kids to disembark from the van and then shepard the whole troupe into the store. That can be a bit of a process...not terribly time-consuming but y'know every second counts when you're about to let loose a deuce. As, surely, you have realized at some juncture(s) of your life.
Anyways...she's hustling Lucy in the store and is not wholly confident that they'll make it on time. But --thank goodness-- they do. Laura plops Lucy down on the toilet and...shockingly...she hesitates. Laura's like "Come on Luce, don't you have to poop??" And Lucy looks at her, still a bit teary, and very seriously implores her: "DON'T LET MY BONES COME OUT!"
Haaaaaaa!
OK I know I shouldn't laugh , that this the poor little muffin was sincerely worried about shitting out her skeleton, which , y'know in the early months of one's toilet using career, well, perhaps it seems quite plausible. But I'm projecting in this amusement of mine...looking to the future...this tale will someday be valuble . Years and years after this scary episode, this will be a prized addition to the ol' anecdote archives. Gee, particularly when Lucy's about 13 or 14 years old, how she will LOVE to be regaled with this story !! In front of friends from school even, if that could be arranged...
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