Elise had to take an class at her church tonight so it was Daddy/Maly night tonight. We got home after dropping Elise off and I made dinner for Maly. She ate as I was preparing my own dinner. She finished her dinner pretty much before I really started making mine (I’m totally out of practice in the kitchen).
And then she disappeared. I peeked around the hallway and saw that the bathroom door was closed and the light was on. I just assumed she was tending to business as she’s been learning to do so the past week and half. And by business, I’m only referring to front-end business at this point.
The house remained virtually silent for about five minutes. I was predisposed still by prepping my own dinner. I finally walked to the bathroom door.
“Hey, everything all good in there?”
“Yeah! Water really hot.”
I opened the door to find Maly with a hand full of suds and only the hot water running.
“Oh, sugar, that’s because you’ve only got the hot water running”
“I went poo poo and pee pee.”
“And now I wash my hands”
“In the potty?!?!”
“All by yourself?!!”
“AND YOU WIPED YOUR ASS?!?!… uhhh, ahem, I mean, you wiped your, err, butt by yourself?”
“What? Seriously? You wiped yourself? Not just the pee pee, but the poop, too? You wiped your butt?”
And the celebration began. I told her how proud I was of her. We danced a little jig. We chased each other around the kitchen and screamed and laughed. Finally, after ten minutes, she stopped in front of the stove and said, “Daddy, hoewdge me.”
I obliged. I lifted her up into my arms as she put her two fingers in her mouth and then nestled her little head down on my left shoulder.
“I’m a big girl.”