Hello from Indianopolis! or Embarrassing Toddler Moments, Part III
The elementary school playground where I take Steven after daycare has the coolest paintings all over the parking lot and sidewalks. Very clever stuff. Here he is saying "hello" to all his fans around the world from Indianopolis, which is the new spelling of our fair city according to the news ticker of a major Cable News Network. English majors take note: they might be hiring proof readers.
Unfortunately, he had to go potty really bad right when we got there. We walked all around the school trying to get in, but of course, it was locked up tight. So we did the obvious and went home early behind a tree where I let him do his business.
He thought that was totally cool.
About a half hour later, he went down the slide then announced he had to go potty again, and proceeded to pull his pants down in front of a dozen other parents and their kids. Luckily I was close enough to him to prevent any exposure, and then had to explain why he was allowed to “go on the ground” earlier, and not now. It was a tricky distinction, and I’m not sure he gets it. I don't think most boys ever really get it.
