Saturday, March 29, 2008

Princess much?

Yesterday evening, Opie had a high fever and so was unusually content to lounge on the couch watching Noggin. (He's fine now.) Jo, disdaining the "baby shows," decamped to the backup TV in the basement. She proceeded to holler up the steps every few minutes with some desperate need or another. Finally, Jeff taught her how to use the intercom feature on the telephone so she could call him if she needed something.

Naturally, five minutes later she did. I heard his end (snicker) of the conversation: "You called me on the phone because you need me to wipe your butt?"

True story. And that is something nobody told us before we had kids.

10 comments:

Heather said...

Niiiiiiice.

mothergoosemouse said...

These days I'm taking comfort in the fact that someday they'll have to wipe my butt.

Binkytown said...

LOL. They must have taught this at day care but when Finn needs a butt wipe he immediately bends over- like he's touching his toes and I think to myself everytime- A) This would be funny if it weren't happening to me & B) I can't believe I'm actually going to do this.. Hope Opie feels better- we've had it bad over here too.

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Gretchen said...

My three year old has told me I need to wipe her butt until she's four and, "Then I can do it."

Nevermind she can do it quite well at preschool.

Somedays, I wish for an intercom system. Somedays.

BlondeMomBlog (Jamie) said...

Um I obviously CANNOT relate to this at all. Wink.

Your making me so glad we are in a ranch style, one level house. That makes the royal princess requests less taxing.

Heather said...

OMG that is funny. My tween stepson once called me on his cell phone to ask me something stupid. It only gets better as they get bigger.

Magpie said...

Funny.

I'm trying to convince mine that she needs to learn to do that herself...not happening. Failing that, could you please poop in the bathroom that's on the same floor as I am? I hate the running up and down the stairs.

Kirsetin said...

Aaahhhh, the many joys of parenthood.

Lady M said...

Hahahaha! That is indeed a statement one couldn't explain to childless friends.