Stories for remembering- and maybe future blackmailing

Gianna has been on a roll this week. She has had some moments that bear repeating to the whole blogging world.
The other day she came to me naked and held up her diaper to me and said, "Diaper."
"Yup, that's right Gianna. It IS a diaper." (That you should be keeping on your body and not removing unless you actually put yourself on the potty to use it!!!)

She discovered yesterday that she could take her dress off by herself. So she did and said, "Naked."
"Yes, yes you are Gianna. Now keep your clothes on in the front yard."

Today we have two doosies. I hear some minor noises as I was making the grocery list. Not a big deal as she was last seen going into her room to play. Then it got quiet. TOO quiet. You know the kind. The kind where you get up fast because what ever it is going on you know that it is not good. There was Gianna standing next to the toilet just rolling the entire roll of toilet paper into the potty. She was wet and half undressed. "Wipe Mommy," she said. "Oh, my Gianna," I said. "You only wipe when you actually sit on the potty and use it." So I put her on the potty- where she just sat and did no effective work towards being an independent toileter.
Oh well TP is cheap right? And the water well the water dries right?

And then the last story that needs to be shared: Today we were enjoying lunch with a friend and her three kiddos playing on the Chick-fil-A playground. We had great times. We let the kids climb all over. We ate. Then we played again. The other mom and I chatted. It was fun. Until... The oldest politely came to me and said. "Mrs. Ludlow, Gianna is taking her pants off." Cold chills went down my body. Because I knew what would happen next- the diaper only had moments before it came off. My friend moved fast. She threw her youngest at me and said "I'll go get her." And she did. Because folks- there is NO way that I can fit inside one of those playground tubes at this stage of pregnancy. None. Not a chance. She got to Gianna and put her pants on and helped her down the steps. And sure enough- it was a full dirty diaper! I'm so glad we caught her in time!!!!
Because this is a small town, I would forever be known as the mommy who let her kid strip in the middle of chick-fil-a and shut down the playground as a bio hazard! Thankfully I avoided that shame because of the quick action of my friend. Thanks so much JP and one day- I'll return the favor.



And one day I'll return the favor to Gianna too.