Vince and I went to speech this morning. Despite road work we got there with 10 minutes to go before his appointment. FYI 10 minutes is like an eternity in that waiting hallway with only very boring toys and a very interesting cleaning cart driven by a very unhappy cleaning lady. Vince tried to put his hands in the dirty water about five hundred times.

We did not have time to go pee before we left home, so I knew we needed to before his session started. So into the loo we go, and Vince refuses (rightly so I guess) to go in the women’s so we head into the men’s. It is a room with lock, so no urinals or so at least and we were alone in there. Vince did NOT want to go, so he started his toilet trick, where he basically makes himself totally stiff, and impossible to place on a toilet. The trick for me, is to kind of tickle him, so he looses his leg stiffness and sits down. At this point he usually falls INTO the toilet. Anyways, no tickling worked and Vince got mad. At me. So stiff as a branch in his whole body he is getting furious. And pees. Straight forward. All over me. Good stuff. Then he laughed till he started coughing so much he almost threw up. At least he peed. And then he went into ST and had a very good and concentrated 45 minutes, while I sat outside drenched…

7 Responses

  1. Such a glamorous life you lead!

    Evan does that trick too; it INFURIATES me.

  2. Sigh… my sympathies 🙂

  3. Good grief.

    I am envious of the great ST session though.

  4. oh man. the life of a a mama…

  5. oh, that is hilarious. and horrifying.

  6. Hahahahaha, jag antar att det är av denna anledning man egentligen ska ha döttrar. De kan ju liksom knappast få till nåt sånt. Längtar till Eskil blir så stor. Puss

  7. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA, mammas pöjk, det! ;0)

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