I'm beginning to think Murphy's incontinence has less to do about her ability to control her bladder and is more of a personal issue.
While I was changing Jack's diaper last night, she squatted over my foot and peed on my ankle. I'm so not kidding. My sock and pants were wet. I started scolding her and saying, "NO!" and she started walking and peeing at the same time, making a nice little trail out of Jack's room. Before yesterday, there were two areas of our house that were still unmarked by Murphy . . . Jack's room and the spare bedroom. Now we're down to just the spare bedroom.
Why? Why does she do this? She knows how to ring the bell to go outside when she has to.
When I got home last night, I spilled a little diet coke on the stairs and was cleaning it up and she went down to the landing at the bottom of the stairs a few steps below where I was standing and peed again.
I'm thinking this might be some sort of cry for help.
2 comments:
Maybe Murphy is jelous?
I just might have stolen the idea from a fellow genius. ;)
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