WOW

So, today I got home early from work. I made a lovely stir fry with whole wheat pasta instead of rice that was very tasty:) Joelle needed a bath so off we went. She was having a great bath, cleaning herself, playing with her rubber ducky, and filling the cup to pour water on herself. I was on auto pilot in my own little world enjoying the peace and quiet and the happy sounds from my youngest. Well, until the sounds weren't so happy! She said "Mamma!" and I looked at her and busted out laughing:) I know that is so mean, but it was necessary. She said her bath was all done. She was standing at the very front of the bathtub on her tippy toes with her hands on the wall like she was going to climb the tub wall. She was looking at the water with sheer terror on her face. In the water there were little turds floating. And she wanted nothing to do with them:) I took the water cup and began "fishing" for turds. Joelle would get very nervous when the turds seemed like they were coming her way and she would tell me "There's another one". As I picked each one up, she said "Thank you, Mamma". I tried to explain to her that if she just asked to use the potty, this would not have happened. She wasn't interest. By the time I had "fished" them all out, she forgot what she was so terrified of!!