Better Luck Next Time

I got peed on tonight. I'm not proud of it, I'm actually really grossed out. But I suppose, since its the first time since Benn was born that I was at the wrong end at the wrong time, I can't be too upset about it. So I've been laughing about it ever since. Here's what happened if you're so inclined to read.

We're potty training and Benn's been doing great. He's even starting telling me when he has to go. Unfortunately for me, when Benn said he had to go potty tonight, I didn't move fast enough. We made it to the bathroom but the second I pulled his pants down he fired away. When I lifted him up to set him on the potty he continued to fire back more. Ugh...my clothes, the floor, my shoes, everywhere.

At this point I'm drenched, and I've got a 2 yr old who's so excited because he thinks he just went on the potty and asks, "My get candy, my go potty?!"

Really?

I said, "Well honey you did go potty but the goal is to make it TO the potty k?"

We'll do better next time. I hope...