On his first day of Sunbeams (during his class), this little boy told his teacher he needed to use the bathroom. He’s not really potty trained yet, but occasionally he does tell me, so with the baby in one arm I took my three-year old by the hand downstairs to the bathrooms. We didn’t make it in time–but no worries–he was wearing a diaper–easy enough to take care of since I’d grabbed a diaper out of my bag before coming downstairs.
I laid the diaper on the floor between the stalls and, crouched down in front of the toilet balancing the baby on my lap while I removed my toddler’s diaper. Then I picked up the clean diaper. The now dripping clean diaper. What? Dripping? How? Then I saw the yellow puddle from an earlier child’s visit.
I needed a new diaper and someone to hold the baby, but there was no one else in the bathroom. No problem, my husband’s office was just two doors down. I’d be back in a jiffy. I left my half-naked three-year-old with instructions to, “Wait here.”
I peeked through the crack of my husband’s office, but didn’t see him. Maybe he went to High Priests today. I speed walked down two hallways. No husband. Back up to primary. I handed my baby to one of the teachers and nearly ran back down the stairs, through another hallway, and out to the car for another diaper. Then back inside the church and down two more hallways while I prayed (literally) my diaperless three-year-old still waited.
Two doors down from the bathroom (where I had stopped to grab a roll of paper towels and bottle of disinfectant), I heard a sing-song voice echoing from the bathroom, “I’m all done . . . I’m all done . . .”
I don’t know why I fall into bed on Sunday nights.
Ha ha! Oh, man, that brings back memories. Very cute! It’s a secret society, motherhood. All kinds of things happen and nobody knows, or could even imagine. But when a story like this is shared, there are lots of heads nodding.
Yay, you’re back! My head’s a-nodding, too. Sure you fall into bed Sunday nights, but at least you keep getting up Sunday mornings!
I can recall lots of times pulling into the garage after church, too numb to even climb out of the car and follow the children inside.
I hope you had a great holiday.
P.S. My Christmas card wall lacked a certain luster this year. Missed you!
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Woo hoo! Thanks Krista!
Hey, thank you for your comment on my blog. I laughed right out loud! I’m not sure why laundry is so hard for me, but I cannot seem to get it done. I loved your Sunday story. So great. I’m not sure how you do it every Sunday. Thanks again!