Aren't we all?
Because of my constant involvement with a sick baby, I wasn't able to watch Faye as closely as I should have.
Apparently.
After lunch Faye invited a friend over. I figured that was great, as they could entertain each other, and stay out of trouble.
You would think I should know better by now.
I should know that:
Faye + no supervision = big big Trouble.
With a capital 'T'
and that rhymes with 'P'
and that stands for Potty!
They played quite happily outside for a few hours. Then they came inside and played for a while, and then it was dinner time, so we sent her friend home. When I was getting ready to put the kids to bed, I got a text from the neighbor girl's mom.
"My daughter told me that she and Faye had been playing in your shed, found a training potty, and they took turns using it. Poop and pee. I just thought you should know so when you pull it out to train Beth you aren't greeted with a shocking surprise."
Shocking surprise indeed!
"Ya got trouble, my friend, right here,
I say, trouble right here in [Moon Hollow]."
