I Do NOT!!!

At 5am this morning, Lyra opens the door to our bedroom. "Mama, I went pee in my bed. It's on my pyjamas, too." We head down to her room to get things sorted and she tells me, "I was dreaming I was in my bed and I was peeing and then I was really peeing."

I told her of a story when I was her age when I dreamt I was on the toilet and then I accidently peed in my bed. I told her that I was crying and I went to tell my mom. "Why were you crying? I didn't cry." "Yes, I was upset and embarassed," I told her.

Later on, Lyra related her bed wetting story to our house-guest, Lisa (a friend from the UK). She said, "My mama also pees in bed." Lowering her voice to a whisper, "but she's embarassed about it so don't talk to her about it."

Evidently she missed the opening line of my story, "When I was your age . . ." Geez.

Mamacita said...
hahahahahaha!Why do I get the feeling that this is the story that will stick?
Yes, I'm wondering what she's telling the teachers at school. Last night, on the phone she told one of our friends, "Mama and Baba let me drink alcohol." Hello?!?! Please qualify that with "taste a sip". Now I'm a bedwetter who lets my kindergartner booze up.