TMFYI=Too Much For Your Information. Fun, huh? I plan on making this a post that I'll do when these sorts of things come up. This one is a doozie.
A normal part of a woman's life involves some sort of feminine hygiene product. Mine happens to be panty liners most of the time. I try to do this out of Jayna's sight, but there are occasions in which Chris isn't home and I have to leave the bathroom door open. I try to make sure I take care of things when I think Jayna is occupied, but she always seems to follow me. I'm pretty sure the door will be getting closed now even if I'm home by myself.
She "caught me in the act" on Wednesday when Chris wasn't home. Here is the conversation that ensued:
Jayna: What you doing mommy?
Me: Going potty.
Jayna: What's that? (referring to panty liner)
Me: It...uh...it keeps mommy's underwear dry...sort of like your diaper.
Jayna: Stick it on there?
Me: Yes, you stick it on there. Sort of like a sticker. (I IMMEDIATELY regretted saying that, but couldn't take it back)
Jayna: (nodding head) Yeah, like a sticker.
I then washed my hands and we left the bathroom.
Later in the evening I was cleaning up the kitchen from dinner. I hear quick little footsteps running into the kitchen. Just then Jayna turns the corner with a panty liner stuck to her shirt. "Look mommy!! I got sticker!!! I got mommy's sticker!!"
This child WILL be the death of me. Let's just be glad this happened at home.
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