I heard the cry go up late yesterday arvo…
“Izzzzyyyyyyyy no! Mammaaaaaaaaaaaaaa“
A few seconds later Zoe arrived in tears saying ‘Izzy wee’ed on my foot’.
Ok I couldn’t help but laugh even though Zoe was mortified for some reason (usually wee doesn’t phase her at all) and there was a HUGE puddle all over the kitchen floor, the chair she’d been standing on and down the front of the dishwasher.
I asked the ‘wee-er’ what she’d been doing at the time of the incident and she replied ‘getting away from Zoe’…. so I guess if running away fails you can always wee on your sister to get her to leave you alone.
As Izzy and I mopped up the puddle and I wiped down the dishwasher I was amazed to see how clean and white the dishwasher was where the wee had splashed it. I didn’t even realise it was that dirty until I saw the contrasting splashes!
Wow that wee is powerful stuff… now if only Izzy could figure out how to use it for good instead of evil.. or even just realise that it is coming out of her… then we’d be getting somewhere!
In other news – we went into Carlton yesterday so I could be poked and prodded and the girls shown off. The girls got to take my blood pressure and heard the baby’s heart beat on the doppler… though they still haven’t really sorted it all out as yet and keep telling me I only have a baby in my pyjamas. Might make more sense when we have our 19 week scan in 2 weeks though somehow I doubt it.
After I drooled over all the yummy cold meat sandwiches I couldn’t eat at Threshermans we braved the heat and renewed our FOTZ membership and checked out the new elephants and the orangutans… the new orangutan house is awesome, but I am hoping they might be doing more when we are back next time and it is not 35 degrees!