I have so got to quit reading BYH for the night. My own stomach is going to be sore from all the laughing!redtailgal said:hehe, boys and their pee habits.
I potty trained my youngest with Cheerios. We would play "sink the battleship" and when he was "on target", he would get an M&M and I would have a still clean toilet. YAY!
This worked great until my lil sister came to stay with me for a weekend (she was 12 at the time). Because I am the loving big sister that I am, I gave her her favorite breakfast........cheerios with bannanas.
Then I heard my two year old scream "BATTLE SHRIMP" (battleship, ya know).
OH the horror that clutched my heart as I turned around too late.....he was already standing in his seat and the pants were down, and well, it was just too late to do anything but fall in the floor and laugh until I needed to sink the battleship.
Then about the time I regained my composure, my hubby walked into the kitchen, only to have my VERY irritated little sis stomp past him in a huff. Sooooooo, I kid you not.........Hubby turns to me and says "Who pi$$ed in her Cheerios this morning?"
oh golly. It did me in. My stomach was sore for a couple days.
HAHA that is gross but very funny. You're DH made it even funnier though!!redtailgal said:hehe, boys and their pee habits.
I potty trained my youngest with Cheerios. We would play "sink the battleship" and when he was "on target", he would get an M&M and I would have a still clean toilet. YAY!
This worked great until my lil sister came to stay with me for a weekend (she was 12 at the time). Because I am the loving big sister that I am, I gave her her favorite breakfast........cheerios with bannanas.
Then I heard my two year old scream "BATTLE SHRIMP" (battleship, ya know).
OH the horror that clutched my heart as I turned around too late.....he was already standing in his seat and the pants were down, and well, it was just too late to do anything but fall in the floor and laugh until I needed to sink the battleship.
Then about the time I regained my composure, my hubby walked into the kitchen, only to have my VERY irritated little sis stomp past him in a huff. Sooooooo, I kid you not.........Hubby turns to me and says "Who pi$$ed in her Cheerios this morning?"
oh golly. It did me in. My stomach was sore for a couple days.
Hey!! When the bathrooms are full I'm peeing out MY window. Or off the porch, or the deck, or the roof of the house, or the top of the warehouse, oron the back of the warehouse, or on the trees to make the male dogs mad...Southern by choice said:These stories are too funny!
oh and Straw... that doesn't mean you pee out the fri**en window, or on the back of the warehouse! You are setting bad examples for all my boys!!! I agree ALL boys/men whatever you really want to call yourselves SHOULD pee outside in an outhouse!
Glad your smilin' Pearce!
RTG- everyone thinks your over at the neighbors "blessin"her out!
redtailgal said:We have five people and one bathroom..........there's been mornings when I have had to tell one of these men to hurry it up or I'll be headin' to the barn............
I am a woman that had two long hard labors......when I say I gotta go, it means NOW.