Decorative pot or...

Last week, I had a string of several challenging days with the kids. It felt like Ryan was in one continuous time-out because as soon as he got out, he did something else that warranted another one.

One afternoon, he was sitting in his time-out spot on the landing of our stairs and he came running into the family room to tell me that there was pee-pee on the stairs. Here's a replay of the event...

Ryan: Mommy, there's pee-pee on the stairs.

Me: Oh, you wet your pants? Ryan! That's okay, accidents happen. Let's go change your pants.

Ryan comes running into the family room and I noticed that he did not wet his pants.

Ryan: No mommy, I didn't wet my pants. The pee-pee was in the pot.

Me: What?!

Ryan: The pee-pee was in the pot and I knocked it over.

Me: What?! How did the pee-pee get in the pot?

Ryan: I went pee-pee in there yesterday.

Me: What?! Why did you do that?

I go and see the pee-pee stain cascading down the stairs. I lean down to smell it, and it is indeed urine.

Ryan: I don't know.

Ryan runs off to play with his cars. I stand there, not sure whether to laugh or cry and proceed to clean up the pee-pee.

So, yes, while I wasn't watching, Ryan relieved himself in the pot on the landing. This little incident makes me wonder what else he has used as toilet. As the days go by and I get farther away from the incident, the funnier I think it is!