This led to soooooo many topics of conversation that I wasn't prepared for and many serious questions and furrowed brows from all three children.
On Tuesday, at about four in the morning, I woke up to the sound of Trin puking on my bed. This got her a free ticket to stay home from school that day. When I left she was sleeping and I informed my mother that she wasn't feeling well and I'd call later to check on her.
And off to work I went.
It was a busy day and I didn't think to call and check on her until around two and when I did call, I found out that Triniti had had another incident. Now Trin still sleeps in a diaper because she hasn't quite gotten the hang of getting up to go pee at night just yet and I am not one of those parents who thinks that my almost five year old sleeping in a diaper is wrong. She has no problems with the potty during the day but if I don't put a diaper on her at night, she will wet the bed. So I diaper her and she doesn't wet the bed. And I am happy and she is happy and child psychologists out in the world are using me as an example of "bad parenting" but whatever. She doesn't ever poop in that diaper. Ever.
Well apparently Trin had some kind of stomach bug because she woke up an hour or so after I left for work and couldn't quite make it to the bathroom in time and proceeded to poop in her diaper. My mother said Trin was just horrified about all of this.
When I got home that night she was feeling much better and had asked me for a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. I asked her if she wanted some apple juice to go with it...
Her response: "No, Mamma. Apple juice makes my poop strange."
Labels: Being Mommy, my crazy life, Triniti
