Do we truly teach by example...

Picture this. My litte girl pulls down her pants, takes a squat and pees on my doorstep. YES, I was outside, however, not watching my children. I was way more engulfed in my magazine at the time. Next thing I know, Dalan is splashing in a puddle. It didn't dawn on me that it was pee...until a few minutes after the fact. Just barely, kids are outside playing, roaming free in the backyard where it is fully fenced in. I take a peek out the window to see Macie look around and to her satisfaction mom is nowhere to be found so she continues to once again take a squat and attempt to pee in the grass. BUSTED!

This reminds me of our cute little neighbor boy Connor Peterson a couple of years ago who lived across the street from us in St. George. Dave & I were outside and totally saw him take a leak in the bushes. He was maybe 4. Atleast, he was discreet...and the fact that he is a boy makes it a little more acceptable in my eyes for some reason.

Maybe, it was my poor example when I had to pee sooooo bad and we were on a bumpy road with no toilets in sight. I made Dave pull over so I could pee in the snow and now I am pretty sure my little Macie tot thinks it is totally normal to pee outside. I guess like mother, like daughter!!