Laugh it off

A friend of mine just relayed this story, and I thought it was hilarious - in an awful sort of way, so I had to write it here.

     It seems that having a younger sister does funny things to 3-yr old girls. At first it's great - they have a real life baby doll. They love helping mommy and enjoy the big sister gifts that come rolling in. ... And then the baby starts moving around. Once baby begins to crawl, walk along furniture, or even venture out on their own 2 legs, the fun seems to end for big sister. 

     A 3-yr old doesn't understand that her little baby sister will grow up to be a best friend she can always count on and will always be there. All she sees is someone who is grabbing her toys and getting a lot of her attention from mommy and daddy and anyone else around. So the jealousy sets in.

     Sometimes it isn't too bad. But it seems that once baby is mobile, the 3-yr old goes through some regressive behavior (see: my preschooler still pooping in a diaper) and starts acting out a LOT more. It's no fun for anyone... perhaps that's the point.

     Anyways, my friend has 2 girls about the same age as mine, so she's in the same fun adventure at the same time. And her preschooler has started acting out big time. Her most recent escapade involved a potty accident and quiet time.

     Apparently her preschooler was having her daily quiet time, and was happily playing in her bedroom. Unfortunately after about 45 minutes, mom came in to find that her darling preschooler had had a potty accident. And I'm not just talking about wet panties. No, there was poo. Everywhere.

     It seems that not only did her preschooler get poo everywhere, but she then proceeded to smear said potty accident around her room. On her bed, on the floor, on her books... on herself... everywhere. Uh oh! 

Needless to say, I laughed mostly out of relief that I haven't experienced this kind of behavior. yet. And because if you don't laugh, I imagine you might cry. Being a mom stinks sometimes, and this is one of those times where it probably stinks to high heaven. 

So you laugh. And grab a very large jug of bleach.