Automatic flushers are not good during potty training....
Yesterday, with rain coming down, we went to the zoo. We parked in the best parking spot, waiting in NO line to get in, and were able to see EVERY animal with out pushing or saying excuse me. The animals were rejoicing with us and were in the best mood. We were able to walk right up to the glass and see the monkeys and apes. So cool. The lions were playing down in the cement ditch and climbing up the ladder thing, and the bears weren't asleep either, they were pacing. The white tiger was relaxing and the rhino was doing his cardio workout. We went to the usual spot for lunch, opting to eat in since it was raining, and would you guess we were the ONLY ones in there! At the end of lunch the diaper changing began, and Parker needed to go to the potty. We went in a stall, and he quickly asked me to go AWAY. He always does this when he needs to go SHEWWEE. I stepped out from the stall, and here him taking care of his business when the automatic flusher went off, I quickly opened the door to see Parker's eyes the size of baseballs and holding on for dear life! He was so scared, and started to almost cry while saying...my shewwee is gone...my shewwee is gone! I tried to explain the automatic thing...but he was done with it. It scared the...well. That brings us to this morning when Parker woke up with a SHEWWEE diaper. I think he was scared of the toilet, so he decided to go potty in the diaper for the first time in a while. Poor guy. Beware of automatic toilets!
On another note, from Parker to his friends:
Hey Jack...you get better. Sorry about your party. My head hurts too! Feel better!
Hey Tanner...you get better. My heart hurts too. Praying for you.
Parker will climb up in my computer chair, and say:
Mommy, I check your bwog.
First sexin, and now bwog.