We were in the bathroom multitasking, me brushing my teeth, her on the potty. Yes, a regular Norman Rockwell scene (now THAT’S what we want hanging on our wall!).
I finish brushing, take a sip of water and spit.
“Mommy, have you ever peed in a cup?”
“Yes,” I said finishing my last gulp. “At the doctor’s office. Have YOU?”
“Yes.” Snicker, snicker.
I slowly set the bathroom cup back on the counter, considering whether you can rinse your own mouth out with BLEACH….
“What CUP?” I glared into my own reflection in the mirror.
“That cup.”
“THIS ONE?? The one I just set down?”
“No, that one over there.” She pointed to another cup on the rim of the bathtub.
Whew, that was a close one.
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Gross! I read this while eating my breakfast and now I’ve totally lost my appetite.
Apple juice, anyone?
She’s gonna be a handful.
that’s Earl’s fault.
LOL!!! My kids just said “what’s so funny?”
Maybe a new policy now — Paper Cups only in the bathrooms! However, if she’s good at it, this could be an asset on a car trip.
EWWW! Man that was close.
Oh that is AWESOME.
That is a great story…and a close one! I will be keeping my coffee cup on a high counter.