Update: So just a short time ago (12:05 am to be exact) the princess struck again. I was in the dining room covering 24 of the 72 cupcakes I made today (another story for another time), and I hear banging upstairs. I hear Don from the living room say "what the hell is that" and I reply with "oh no, she's at it again"! I run upstairs to find her in the bathroom that is under construction (hope the toilet's working) sitting on the pot. I hear that she finished and instruct her to "wait!!" while I get toilet paper. I get back, help her clean up, and out she walks to her room. But as she's leaving the bathroom I notice wet footprints...oh good Lord no she didn't, I thought. I demand her to stop and wait (thank GOD there is still plastic outside of the bathroom because of the demo) while I get something to clean her and send her back to bed. Off she goes and I turn around only to find a GINORMOUS puddle of pee all over the floor in front of the toilet (yes she got pee in the toilet too...I even heard that part)!
Did someone give this child a few IV bags of fluid today? I hope she is done for the night...I think we've she's had her fill for the day!
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Miss Olivia has been known to wake in the middle of her slumber with the need to use the restroom. Now I know this is a normal need for many people but for this child it involves drama! Every single time she gets up she is completely disorientated and CRABBY (just like her mommy).
Let me set the stage for tonight's episode:
It's 10PMish, I'm talking on the phone with a friend about school stuff and I hear grumbling/whining coming down the stairs. I look up to see Liv rushing past me, through the kitchen on her way to the bathroom. As she's rushing past me I say, "honey what are you doing"? Liv, "unhh" and some form of babble/moaning/whining after. "Honey, do you have to go to the bathroom"? To which I get the same response, "unhh" babble/moan/whine. "Honey why didn't you just use my bathroom"? Again more of the same response.
Let me remind you that their bathroom is still under construction so I get that, but the master bathroom is on the opposite wall as theirs. So she climbed down her ladder, out the room, rounds the banister, down the stairs, through the foyer, past the family room, through the kitchen and into the bathroom. Or the other option would have been climb down the ladder, out the room, take a right and a quick left into the bathroom....yeah I can see how her option would be easier or not!
She finishes up and walks out of the bathroom, through the kitchen, and into the family room while whining, moaning & groaning. As she's walking I notice something trailing behind her like a tail, not dragging but flapping in motion. As she approaches the family room and is throwing herself down on the couch I realize exactly what that was flapping behind her....yep you guessed it...Toilet Paper! Not only was it trailing behind her but wrapped around her and stuck in her PJ bottoms in various locations...like she had TP'ed herself!
I was laughing so hard and called Don in to help me with her because there was no way I'd be able to get her upstairs by myself. As he's coming into the room I start unraveling her only to find out that the TP was not dry...'nuf said. We were both laughing and wishing I had taken a photo...that would have been a good one for graduation day! :)
