We were in Tygervalley on Saturday morning and tried to do a Pick ‘n Pay shop. Eventually Daniel got a bit out of hand and I offered to take him and the girls to Jimmy’s.
Getting there was ok as I got him to hold onto the pram for the walk. Being there is was chaos though as mister was holding on to his little “man” and I had to leave the girls in their pram and dash off to the toilet with him where he proceeded to tell me he wants to pee outside. There is no outside in Jimmy’s. In fact, there is not a tree or a piece of grass around for a looong way. So, like all mothers that have read books, I then give him the option between the big toilet and the small toilet. That was met with a resounding No, he doesn’t need to pee.
By now I am worried about the girls that I dumped outside, so we do a mad dash back and put them in the small play area. Daniel then hobbled around holding on to “you know what” whilst I defended the girls against a nasty little boy who, when I told him off, stuck his tongue out at me.
And then, just as I lose visual contact with Daniel a that crucial 30 second he comes back from somewhere with very wet pants. I couldn’t go and find the puddle as I had 2 11 month old babies attached to me at the time and trying to get D into dry pants.
By then I could see the other mommies looking at my chaos without trying to look too hard and the sneaky little boy trying to knock over the girls like skittles whilst sticking his fingers in their eyes.
So what did I do? I called Darling Hubby and suggested he got there ASAP. Which he did, bless him.
Lesson: Don’t offer to look after 3 kids under the age of 3 if anyone is potty training…
Well you’re braver than me. I wouldn’t have even TRIED to do shopping with 3 kids, never mind twin babies and a potty-training little boy! You deserve a medal!
But good for your man coming to bail you out! 🙂
Ai the joys of potty training.
oh, dear, sounds like hell! well done on getting through it without killing one of them 🙂