Girls Can Pee Standing Up

My daughter turned 2 years old in February and has pretty much potty trained herself. She is super observant and quick on the take and will imitate her 4 year old brother at the drop of a hat. Well, so far, this little princess of mine has been dropping trou and using the potty at home without a hitch...until yesterday afternoon. I heard her go into her bathroom and pull out her potty and then heard a tinkle that was louder than normal...as I walked in to see what was up (I imagined she was pouring a cup of water in there for some sort of toddler liquid experiment) she was peeing STANDING UP!!!

I guess it makes perfect sense that since she copies her big bro in pretty much everything he does, it was just a matter of time before she would copy his way of going pee! LOL! I just hadn't thought of it happening! Ok...so now how do you explain to a 2 year old why girls must sit while boys must stand?

And no...I was not able to keep a straight face when I saw her relieving herself a la masculine! :)

Sock Mops

Ok, I know that I am not the only mom out there to do this...but for some reason I am kind of embarrassed to admit that when my kids spill drinks on the kitchen floor 9 times out of 10 I wipe it up with a quick swipe of my sock. Yep, the good ol' sock mop maneuver.

The crazy thing is that I am normally a completely anal retentive, type A, clean freak. I love cleaning my house, love how it looks right after I give it it's weekly top to bottom scrub down and have minor nervous breakdowns when crumbs start to accumulate on the floors. I come from a LONG line of clean freaks and I am somewhat diluted compared to my mother and especially my grandmother. Both kept homes that looked liked museums. Both made sure that their homes were literally Spring cleaned at least twice a week. I got the shot beat out of me several times as a teen for shoving clothes in my closet rather than hanging them neatly....Mommy Dearest, anyone?

Yet, here I am. Using my sock to wipe up milk and juice droplets from the floor. I think that the sleep deprivation, sheer stress of being a SAHM, amongst other random things has made something in my cerebrum say, "hey...what's a few OJ stains on your socks matter?" . I actually like that I am ok with this...something my matriarchs would cringe, scream and probably excommunicate me for. I like that in this small way I am breaking away from the total insanity of my white-glove-to-check-for-dust predecessors.

And I also think that someone needs to invent socks for just this very purpose. Hell, someone came out with the Snuggie and is now basking in new found financial windfall....the Sock Mop would blow that sleeved blanket out of the water....and I'll order a pair in every color.