Mini stories: Toilet play

This afternoon I needed to finish up some work in the office, so I told Lauren she could play with the toys she has in the office or she could play in the living room or her bedroom. She played in the office for a few minutes before crawling off to check out her bedroom. Not too long later, I heard her crawling in the hallway, but didn't think much about it. A few minutes later, she showed back up in the office and said a few baby words to me. I turned around look at her and respond and saw that her shirt was quite wet. I suddenly realized what had been keeping her occupied during her time away. Before she was done her nap, I had tossed a toilet fizzy cleaner into the toilet in the ensuite bathroom. I had been planning to scrub the toilet once the fizzy had disolved and Lauren had woken up (the water lines to the toilet are on the same wall as her bedroom and when we flush the toilet, it sounds like a waterfall in her bedroom). Of course, I'd forgotten all about that once she woke up and a little someone had found the toilet lid up and decided to play...

The evidence

The culprit

The aftermath

Mini stories: Here's a book, Mama!

Lauren is happily playing in her room so I head to the bathroom. Of course, she mysteriously knows what's going on and crawls at her fastest speed to join me. (Again with the lack of baby-proofing, we need to get our priorities straight here!) Once in the bathroom, she heads straight for her baby bathtub, reaches in and grabs the bath book that I gave her to look at while she was on the toilet just a little while before, and hands it to me. Thanks for looking out for me, kid! I'm not sure what I would have done to amuse myself while sitting here without this book. It's pretty clear that she's my child! 😆

Mini stories: Puddle x2

Lauren and I had a shower this morning. (Our house isn't totally baby-proofed, so I can't lock her out of the bathroom, but if she's in the bathroom, she just pulls back the curtain to get at the water or tries to climb in, so putting her in the shower with me is just easiest.) After we were done, I decided to let her crawl around the bathroom and bedroom diaper-less for a few minutes while I got dressed and combed my hair. She has a really slight rash, so I figured a little naked time would be beneficial. Once I was dressed and my hair was decent, I picked her up to go outside to our drying rack on the back deck and grab a freshly dried cloth diaper. Came back inside and while heading to the changing pad, stepped in a puddle. Ugh, she had peed on the bedroom floor (thank goodness it's hardwood!). So I put her down in the bathroom, grabbed a couple cloth wipes, and mopped it up. Come back in the bathroom to get her so I can put that diaper on her bottom only to find that she had just peed on the bath mat. Double ugh. Clean that up as best as I could (then tossed it in the laundry hamper), pick up baby, get that diaper on her, and then breathe a sigh of relief and laugh at myself for imaging that she'd be safe for a few minutes without peeing. 😆