After Isaac started freaking out, I decided to wash the tater tot toy in scalding hot water and then doused it in Lysol, and handed the toy back to Isaac and told him that I'd better NEVER see that toy anywhere near the toilet ever again. I didn't wash the tongs. Those went into the trash can.
After that happened, while I was sitting in the carpool line about 80 cars back waiting to pick up the kids from school, Isaac told me that he needed to go poo poo and that I'd better hurry. I pulled out of line and parked the car. While I was waited at the front door of the school for someone to buzz me in, Isaac was doing "the potty dance" while grunting and yelling, "Hurry Mama, hurry! It's coming out." Finally someone buzzed me into the school and we went inside. While in the teacher's restroom, Isaac decided to tell me (and everyone else in the restroom) just how stinky and big his poo poo was. And then he decided to relive the entire tater tot incident, telling me how funny it was when I got the tater tot out of the potty with the tongs. The teacher in the next stall over found it all to be rather amusing.
On the drive home, I seriously contemplated stopping at Braums and buying an entire gallon of German Chocolate ice cream for myself. But I didn't. All in a day's work as a mom, I suppose...
TGIF! :-)
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We have a stopped up SYSTEM (toilet, sinks, shower, tub) right now. I am about positive we'll find a bazillion Legos in the pipes, after we shell out the $1000it is going to cost to get the plumber out here with his fancy "potty camera"
"Mommy business is FUN!" Repeat copiously for the next 14+ years. :)
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