And more potty

Well, I posted too soon yesterday, I guess. Here's the rest of the gruesome details.

While at the store Saturday, we bought each of the boys a belt, as some of their pants are a little baggy (that's trousers to you, Ganieda). So they were very excited to wear their belts to church Sunday. So after the incident already described, when we get home Riah needed to go again. He heads for the toilet, and a few seconds later we hear this terrible wail. Bob goes to investigate, and what do you know? Riah couldn't get the belt undone, and so peed on himself once again. So they mop up and change and come to lunch.

After lunch the children went outside to play. After awhile Riah came in to use the toilet. After quite awhile he headed back out, but stopped long enough to announce, "The reason I changed clothes is because I had an accident." Lord, have mercy. I was trying to catch up on laundry!
We asked him to clean up his mess; he said he did.

Twice more throughout the day we saw puddles in the toilet room and had Riah clean them up.

At bedtime all the children march into the bathroom and get their toothbrushes and stand in line while we come and brush their teeth. They'd just been gone a second when Taryn came back to the living room. We asked why she wasn't in the bathroom. "We are in the bathroom," she replied, "but there is BM on the little toilet, and a spot on the floor, and I don't know how to clean it up." This has to be a joke. We followed her to the bathroom, while she says, "I guess it was Riah." There was a little splatter across the baby toilet lid, and a brown spot on the rug. We sent everybody out but Riah, and Bob questioned him while I cleaned up. Riah put on his soberer than any judge look and denied any knowledge of the incident. So we called in Naysha, and could tell right away that she had something to say. She was going to the bathroom earlier and "had gas." So we explained that these things should be addressed right away for reasons of health.

THEN, after they are all in bed, I discovered a big puddle around the base of the toilet (in the toilet room). As I'm wiping it up I even notice splatters a foot up on each wall. Oh, boy!

I'm very proud to say Bob and I both kept our tempers about the whole thing, though Bob is wondering what special sin he has committed to be repaid this way. ha.