One Big Urinal

I realize the last few blog posts have been centered around the bathroom, well guess what, so has my life recently.  But, I promise this will be the last for a while...I hope.

As you might guess, the boy takes center stage in this one, again.  He's actually doing very well lately with potty training.  He hasn't had an accident in a while.  That is if  you call pooping or peeing in his pants an accident.  The urine sprayed on my bathroom walls is another story...and today's post.

I always try to go into the bathroom with him when it's time to go, especially when he needs to go #2.  He seems to forget that most of the time #2 is preceded by #1.  I'm constantly reminding him that all of his parts need to be in the bowl and facing down.  Well this particular time I had my hands full with my 17month old.  I was rushing to get in there because I knew I would totally regret it later.  And...I did.

When I walked in, my son was sitting on the toilet, spraying the opposite wall.  It was a fountain of urine running down the wall, over the baseboards and all over the floor.   I yelled for him to stop.  He just stared at me.  You've probably seen on a tv show or movie where the knob comes off a faucet and the water comes shooting out.  The person tries to block the flow of water with their hands and it's just deflected everywhere...yeah, that was me. 

When I finally got that under control, I noticed his head was wet and there was liquid dripping down his face.  And you thought the wall fountain was the highlight.  How the heck does one pee on their head, sitting on the toilet????????  And no he wasn't leaning back.  Unbelievable!!!  Just when I thought I'd seen it all.  I need to get one of those Elizabethan looking collars they put around a dogs neck to keep it from getting at a wound...and put it around his waist.