Trouble at Church

So good news! Will took himself potty at Church today! But let me start at the beginning.

Will was supposed to be playing in the preschool room before service started and I was taking care of Ella as I was going to check in on him got side tracked talking to someone, a rare moment of adult interaction. I finally got to his room and found that he was missing , never a good thing; I usually try to prepare myself for the worse.

Well, I found him. After many promptings he had finally decided to follow my directions to stay dry and go potty. Yeah! But upon entering the bathroom I let out an unexpected "William Lewis! What are you doing!??!" There I found a little Will with pants and underwear around his ankles holding a tube he had pulled from the top of the toilet, flushing it and watching the water pour all over the women's bathroom. I don't even know how long he had been in there doing it, but there was water everywhere. I must have startled him too because he burst into tears. Oh, he had finally gone potty and I go and freak him out. He'll probably never want to go again.

After I get his pants up I hug him and praise him for going potty but remind him we can't play with the toilet like that. I take a deep breath and find someone to help me clean it up. I apologize profusely while saying how grateful I am for the help. Later I find out that water is still leaking out from behind the walls. Oh boy, the stories we will be able to tell him.