Odd Question and Confession
Jan. 4th, 2006 09:18 pm*Disclaimer* I always tell people that they can ask me anything. I won't shy away from questions people ask (obvious 5th Amend exemptions in certain company). People are more likely to be scared by my answer than I of their question. *Disclaimer*
When you are sitting on the throne pinching a loaf...do you peek during or wait till the end to look?
I have been getting a kick lately watching some aspects of Calvin's personality and habits forming these past few months. It really is amazing the switch from infant homo sapien pet to small person. Darrell always told me that a child is just a pet until they turn three. He was absolutely right.
Anyways, back to seeing a man about a dog...
Calvin needs help with the snap/button/zip of his pants and usually wants company when he goes to the bathroom. Two habits in particular that he has really crack me up. When he poops, he often requests to hold one or both of my hands and then he sticks his head down between his leg to watch what's going on down below. It reminds me a lot of birthing.
For some reason, the other day I started pondering my own bathroom habits and I realized that I used to be a "peeker" but somewhere in high school I had either lost interest or wanted the surprise of waiting until I was finished to see what I had accomplished.
Anyone dare to turn this from monologue into discussion? *giggles incessantly*
When you are sitting on the throne pinching a loaf...do you peek during or wait till the end to look?
I have been getting a kick lately watching some aspects of Calvin's personality and habits forming these past few months. It really is amazing the switch from infant homo sapien pet to small person. Darrell always told me that a child is just a pet until they turn three. He was absolutely right.
Anyways, back to seeing a man about a dog...
Calvin needs help with the snap/button/zip of his pants and usually wants company when he goes to the bathroom. Two habits in particular that he has really crack me up. When he poops, he often requests to hold one or both of my hands and then he sticks his head down between his leg to watch what's going on down below. It reminds me a lot of birthing.
For some reason, the other day I started pondering my own bathroom habits and I realized that I used to be a "peeker" but somewhere in high school I had either lost interest or wanted the surprise of waiting until I was finished to see what I had accomplished.
Anyone dare to turn this from monologue into discussion? *giggles incessantly*