Monday, December 31, 2007

To pee or not to the kitchen.

Last night when I left to go to Wal-Mart my 6 year old, was in bed. When we returned home, Gene was watching TV, but Alivia was standing in the hallway so I asked her why she was up. Without taking his eyes off of the TV, Gene answered for her, "Peeing in the trash can."

With much drama, Alivia threw her head back and started to cry.
"What?" I said as I walked to her and pulled her against me.
As I stood comforting her, I looked into the bathroom expecting to see a puddle on the floor around the small trash can but the floor was clean.

"Not there," Gene said, "the kitchen garbage."

"WHAT?" I said as I left my daughter crying her eyes out in the hallway and headed for the kitchen. Gene then began to explain what he had just witnessed...

"I was sitting here on the couch when Alivia came out into the hallway and began to do the pee-pee dance.
I told her to go into the bathroom.
She then ran into the living room, ran around the coffee table right in front of me and into the kitchen.
I leaned back on the couch to see her legs dangling from the garbage can.
I got up and went into the kitchen and she was sitting on top of the garbage can peeing."

I found this picture on the inter net and it's the same can we have except ours is missing the flip part of the lid. Now you can clearly see from the picture of this garbage can, that you have to be skilled. Not only is it far from the ground once on top of it, but it's quite the balancing act for someone so small. Stunned & that she can fit her bottom in the small opening of a trash can, full of trash without tipping it over, I returned to my drama queen to comfort and question her.

I helped Alivia get cleaned up and then sent her back to bed so I could clean up the trash can. Much to my amazement, she managed to get every drop into her kitchen commode. It's bad enough to have spaghetti sauce running down the side of the can, but urine...not sure I could've handled that.

I can't help but think of how we are like this sometimes with the Lord. He has so much for us and yet, by choice, we go somewhere else. Alivia would have been more comfortable sitting on the low to the ground toilet seat in the bathroom, but instead she ran to the kitchen and balanced herself on top of a pile of garbage. Been there, done that.

Many times in my life I find myself on top of a pit of garbage wondering, how did I get here? Bad choices, worse consequences and much regret was the story of my life, sad to say still is sometimes. My Savior has found me many times in the midst of garbage and yet He hugged, kissed me and cleaned me up. Just like with Alivia...even though I knew she had just sat on top of a yucky, filled to the brim garbage can, I didn't hesitate on hugging, kissing her and cleaning her up.

This morning I asked Alivia about her new toilet and she just looked at me puzzled, repeating my very words last night, "WHAT?"
Needless to say, we got a good laugh.

                                                ~Many Blessings~


Robin said...

I had to laugh when I read in your post how you are switching rooms with Alyssa....I did EXACTLY the same thing. I let the kids have my big upstairs room and I moved down into a rather dingy basement. It was worth it and it all worked out fine once I was able to do some decorating and make it mine. Now I rather like it because I actually have more privacy and it is definitely best for the kids. Now as for the Alivia story OMGosh how funny! You know when I was a very little girl I once woke up in the night to go pee and in my half sleeping state I actually sat down on a shelf in a closet and did the deed there so I can relate to your little princess on that one! I can also relate to landing on a pit of garbage and wondering how on earth I got there....what a wonderful analogy the was Lelia. Thank you so much for giving me so much food for thought and Happy New Year to you and yours!

Love Robin

Lysa TerKeurst said...

You are too funny! What a great analogy~ My hubby once peed in a drawer in his room when he was a little boy. His parents still love to tell that story. Life just has a funny little way about it doesn't it???
How's your daughter and her baby doing? Please let her know I am praying for her right now~
Sweet Blessings-

Cindy said...

"My Saviour has found me many times in the midst of garbage and yet He hugged and kissed on me and cleaned me up."

I love it!! So true. There is a song I've found recently by John Waller, Still Calls Me Son, that I love...

After all I'd done
He just ran to me
Then he kissed my face
He would not let go of me
After where I'd been
He just welcomed me
I didn't understand
But he put his robe on me
It was so amazing
That he still called me son

Blessings to you!

E'Lise said...

Alivia is too funny! I don't have any kid pee stories just some that involve being a summer missionary in Mexico. Those I'll save for a later date. Thanks for the good laugh and inspiration.



MaryLu said...

My nephew once peed in the halway linen closet, looked like a perfect place to pee to him.
I'm actually impressed that you could turn that story into a spiritual word picture. I was wondering where you were going with this one!