It's because I wasn't sure where else to put him after Isis carefully dipped his feet in the spiraling toilet water. Sigh.
It has become a habit that when Mommy sits down to go potty, Isis will come sit too. It actually works well because she can practice using her potty and mimic Mommy doing all those key steps. Take down your pants. Sit down. Get a cookie (not me, her). Go pee. Wipe. Pull up your pants. Flush. Wash your hands.
Well today as Mommy sat down on the potty, Isis walked into the bathroom, placed Elmo on her potty and announced "Elmo pooping." Then she demanded "Cookie." So I gave her a cookie which she put into Elmo's mouth, then directly into her mouth, and she laughed at her own cunningness. Then she asked for a "wipe" and wiped Elmo's bottom. Then Mommy stood up to flush her own toilet and as she turned to wash her hands, Isis carefully threw Elmo into the dirty toilet water. Deep breath.
I haven't really decided what to do with Elmo's dripping red potty feet. He is an electronic critter so I cannot put him in the washer. I'm not really in the mood to spot clean his feet with detergent. I'm contemplating "sending Elmo on a trip to Grammy and Pop-Pop's house." I think he'll get lost on the way.
I'm pretty sure she will realize that he is gone. He is a Twist-n-Shout Elmo and she loves to push his feet and make him dance. Why did she have to go and throw him in the dirty potty water? I hate dilemmas and I hate that the toilet is being frequented as a toy dumping ground. And then I remember, the toilet is made for dumping.
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Go ahead... send stinky Elmo to:
198340 Ponzi Lane,
Munson, ME 38754
Kattor will be there in a couple weeks and could "accidentally" shred Elmo the stink bomb to pieces. OR just let her play with the dang thing. Kids have great immunity. -Loving Aunt June
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