I get a treat??

Day: Wednesday


Time: Somewhere between 8:30PM and 9:00 PM



Meghan has been put to bed, which means she is playing with every toy in her room. Momma is across the hall reading.



Rumble, bang, scratch, bang.



Momma (thinking): What is she doing in there?



Meghan opens her bedroom door.



Momma: Meghan, go back to bed.



Meghan: Momma, I'm wet.



Momma: What?



Meghan: I go pee pees. My diaper is dirty.



Momma: Where did you go pee pees?



Meghan: In da room.

Momma quickly heads to Meghan's room.



Momma: Where?



Meghan (pointing): There!



Momma looks down and see puddle. The quickly realizes puddle is by trash can.



Pan to trash can - lots of pee pee in trash can.



Momma: Meghan, what did you do?



Meghan. I go pee pees in the trash. I get a treat?



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That's right, in the trash can. Which, okay, she is starting to get it, good. But, other than the obvious problem of using the trash can (which I can only imagine how she balanced herself there), we had an additional issue. This is her trash can.

Notice its mesh-like, hole-y sides. Doesn't help much with liquid containment.