Whizzer

Now, with a title like that you're expecting something great, right? Well, I'm not that poetic in my storytelling, so here it is: I took Jonah into the family bathroom in Wal Mart today. In case you haven't been in there, there is a tiny toilet and a 'grown-up' one. I usually let him go sit on the little one, sometimes with a diaper and sometimes without. He's never peed while on that toilet, until today. Of course he was sitting toward the front of it, and things were pointed up. Now, while pee was going on the floor, down his legs, and onto Alaina's dress, who was standing in front of him, I was on my own toilet. I quickly got up, and so did he. Then the whizzing started again, more on the legs, socks, canvas shoes, and the floor, Alaina had moved out of the way at this point. I let him finish, all the while telling him he was a good boy for peeing "in" the potty. Clean up ensued. Jonah helped. He wiped the floor with a paper towel and put in in the toilet dunking the towel and his hand in the water. After wiping, washing and drying the floor and the kid, we left.