Pottying on the Floor and Proving my Husband Wrong

So, last night I was sweeping/mopping the kitchen and Doc was doing some work on the computer.  Bert was playing and Ernie, well…he was peeing on the floor!!

Yes, you read that correctly!  At first I thought he was just squatting and playing with our shoes in the foyer.  Apparently not.  Our neighbor from across the street came by to give us his business card (he owns a roofing company—and the latest hail storms have caused every house on our block to be reroofed)~anyway…as we finished talking and I stepped back toward the living room, I stopped and looked down.  There was a wet spot on the tile. 

I looked at it, and thought…hmm…no one had a drink in here.  Then I looked up and said, “Hey, Doc!  Do you know what this wet spot is?”  He automatically says, “Yeah, I am not sure what it is…” (apparently he had spotted it and ignored it—ARGH!! (that’s a complaint for another blog entry)  So, I mentioned, I wonder if Ernie pottied on the floor?  Doc immediately said, “No, he wouldn’t do that.”  All I could think of was the image of Ernie squatting on the floor by the shoes (exactly where this puddle of evidence was found). 

I asked Ernie—“Ernie, did you tee-tee on the floor?”  He immediately smiled and said, “Yes!”  Doc immediately said, “you cannot believe him!  He says he pooped all the time and you change his diaper to discover he didn’t.”  I then felt his diaper…completely dry on the outside…and completely in place.  The only way this little boy peed on the floor is if he moved the diaper out of the way and tinkled.  Very possible.

Finally, I had to know…I increased the yuck factor…in my effort to prove that my theory held water, I wiped some of the puddle onto toilet paper.  Ah ha!!!  It was yellow!!  My husband still had disbelief in his eyes, so I reluctantly smelled it!  Ah ha!!  It was definitely my son’s pee on the floor! 

I think my husband is still smiling on the inside from watching me smell pee on a piece of toilet paper just to prove him wrong.  I fell for it—AGAIN!

He can laugh now…but I now know the story.  The one where he and his buddies went into a gay bar in Miami and didn’t realize they were in a gay bar.  Let’s just say that my hubby was eye candy for the boys that night. ;0D

I definitely need to have more parties with his coworkers!!

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