The Parable of the Potty
On Sundays I teach the girls ages 16-18 at church. This week's lesson was on Being Dependable. Sometimes I have real life experiences to share, but most weeks they're not as poignant as this one.
I have mixed emotions about my last little one venturing into panties. On one hand I want to do a victory dance, on the other it just means she's not listening when I tell her to stop growing up.
But all sentiment aside I know I've told Maiya a billion times that she's not big enough to take care of herself after she uses the potty. I'm constantly saying: "You have to call for Mommy. I promise I will come when you call." Despite my warnings she's very independant. On Wednesday after giving her a timeout for not calling for me and making a little mess, I promised her again--"Call for me, I will help you."
Friday, I was talking to Ward's sister Katrina on the phone. I never get to talk to her, so I really didn't want to be disturbed. The girls were playing. At one point I walked past the bathroom and saw Maiya on the potty. I said, "Call Mommy when you're done." Of course I kept talking and forgot all about her. I did the dishes and swept the floor. I could hear the girls at the back of the house--playing--I thought. I heard Maiya call Mommy! But she always calls for me; I didn't respond. I heard her calling louder and louder, but still, I was enjoying my conversation. I even made a comment to Katrina about how much drama there is at our house when I heard Maiya shout a couple of times. Suddenly MaLeah ran into the kitchen screaming MOMMY! MAIYA! "Wow," I told Katrina," They're kind of out of control today." You can imagine what I found when I reached the bathroom. I hung up, washed her and the whole bathroom up, wanted to kick myself and then hugged Maiya when she said, "I yelled Mommy, but you were busy." Ugh!
What did the girls at church think? After the lesson (which they referred to not-so-lovingly as the GUILT lesson--for other reasons than the potty parable) they insinuated that maybe this lesson was more for me than it was for them.
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