Potty Problems

Charley has been having a bit of a problem lately with going to the bathroom (specifically #2) when her body tells her it's time to go. She' is usually just so busy doing whatever she's doing that she doesn't want to stop to go potty, which I think is pretty common among kids her age.

So this morning I discovered that she had some new skid marks in her underpants, which obviously meant that she needed to go to the bathroom but tried to avoid it instead. I put her on the potty and insisted she not get up until she had taken care of business. I then proceeded to question her on why she had not gone to the bathroom . . .

Danielle: "How come you didn't stop playing to go to the bathroom like we've talked about?"

Charley: (looking up at the ceiling, tapping her finger on her chin) "Ummmmmm . . . . well . . . . Zander poops HIS pants."

Danielle: "Charley, that has nothing to do with what I asked you. Zander poops his pants because he's still a baby. I want to know why YOU have poop in YOUR pants?"

Charley: (thinking VERY hard again) "Ummmmm . . . . because I love you?"

Danielle: (trying not to laugh) "I love you too Charley, but that still doesn't answer my question. I just want to know why you didn't go to the bathroom when your body told you it was time?

Charley: (once again, pondering very diligently) "Ummmmm . . . .well . . . . oh, I know!!! Because I was trying to catch moths!!"


Uh, yeah, that makes complete sense now. I poop my pants when trying to catch moths too. In broad daylight. Inside the house.