So, I know I have been really, really slack about posting on here..I just can't seem to find the time. I have even gotten behind on reading my friends other adoption & parenting blogs...and I have lost touch with many of my fellow adoptive friends here. I promise to try to be better and maybe to even be witty sometimes...like my friend, Elle (http://www.lifeofelle.com/
Okay...so, now, onto discussing the title of this post...
me: "I love you, Roman"
R: "no, Mommy...I can't want to love you"
me: "But, why Roman...I do love you...you are my baby boy"
R: "no, Mommy...I am a big boy"
me: "okay, big boy...let's go poo poo on the potty"
R: "I can't want to, Mommy...I am a baby"
me: "Come on, Roman...let's try to go poo poo on the potty"
R: "no Mommy, I can't want to fall in and get flushed"
This is my life trying to get my son to go poop on the potty. The kid wears big boy underpants all day long and pees on the potty no problem at camp...but the goofball holds his poop all day long and then will go at night when he has a nite-time pull-up on!
Why does he not want to sit on the potty and poop you might ask? Well, the answer is simple...he is terrified that he is going to fall in and get flushed down the potty.
Because in May we were in Delaware at a family wedding and his Aunt Erica and cousins Casey & Haylee took him to the bathroom. (It is always a group trip :) Anyways, I am sitting down at my dinner table calmly eating my dinner when Haylee (6) comes running up to the table talking a mile a minute...
"Aunt Gaye, Aunt Gaye...you have to come now...Lightning got flushed"
Seriously, you could hear Roman screaming from across the restaurant...he was hysterical. Apparently what happened is he put his Lightning McQueen car on the back of the toilet so he could go pee-pee. Unfortunately, Lightning went in...no big deal normally because we could get him and rinse him off.
Well, no one realized that this was an automatic flushing toilet...right as Haylee was reaching in to get Lightning, the toilet sensed the motion and flushed. Roman watched his beloved Lightning flushed away to his death. Nothing we said or did would console my son...
"I want Lightning back, Mommy...can you get him! I don't want him to be in the ocean!!"
It was so sad and now he is forever traumatized that he to will be flushed away like Lightning.