That's OK.

Yesterday, Olivia and I went on an Dora the Explorer-type adventure. We made a map of the estuary, the pedestrian bridge that crosses the freeway and the bay, and we had to see all three. Once we saw them all we'd head to the Sea Breeze Market and eat some trail mix. The adventure went well, we had a great time. When we arrived on the Bay-side of the bridge, I needed to pee, but all the outhouses were locked, so I headed behind a large dirt pile out the view of others. Olivia: "Where are we going?" Me: "Daddy has to go pee-pee." (Starting to pee.) Olivia: "I want to go, too." Me: "I'm already going pee-pee." Olivia, looking down: "You peeing on the ground?" Now my mind begins to race -- we're in process of potty training her so I don't want to send mixed messages or add confusion. Do I tell hert that daddy's can pee outside? Do I say that sometimes you need to pee outside? I'm thinking for a few seconds when Livvy interrupts my thought process. "That's OK, Daddy, accidents happen."

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