Oh the joys of a toddler...

So Saturday was a very busy day for our household and I will blog about all of it in other posts... however... this deserved it's own special spot.
Saturday morning, the girls and I were rushing to get ready to leave for the day. We were going to my Mom's house on the other side of town and so I had to make sure that I packed everything we would need for an all day trip. While I packed, the girls played with our small dog Maggie. She is a Chiweenie puppy, about the size of a teacup Chihuahua. They play really well together and the girls love to baby her and chase her around the house. She's the best family pet I could have asked for.
I finished up ALL of the packing and we were 2 seconds from walking out the door. I was in Bree's room putting her shoes on her when Emma came running around the corner and said...
"Mommy, Mommy! I put Maggie in the toilet!" I said, "WHAT???" She then repeated her original statement, with all of the excitement it had the first go around. I said, "NO YOU DID NOT!" Which Emmalynn then followed up with a look that said, "Well what's wrong with that? Why shouldn't I have put the dog in the toilet?"
The first thought that crossed my mind was, "Oh God, did I hear it flush? I don't think so... Oh my God what if I did???"
So I left Bree with one shoe on and a sock only half way pulled up on the other foot and ran into the bathroom as fast as I could.
Poor Maggie was sitting with her paws up on the seat of the toilet, her hind quarters were under water, all you could see was her head and she had the most forlorn expression on her poor little face. Bless her heart, she didn't have a clue as to what she'd done to deserve to be put in the toilet.
Thankfully, Emmalynn had NOT flushed the toilet so Maggie wasn't too soaked or worse, half stuck in the toilet drowning to death. I ended up bathing her anyway (for obvious reasons), and got her all cleaned up.
Needless to say, Emmalynn was placed in time out and I only laughed about it until AFTER I was out of her precious presence.

My point in this blog is this... you hear of all sorts of things going down the toilet. They've written books on how children are OBSESSED with the facinating way a toilet can gobble things up and you hear about losing watches, earrings, toothebrushes... you even hear stories about children clogging up the commode with toilet paper... BUT NEVER A DOG!!!

So... there is a first time for everything. And this will haunt Emmalynn for the rest of MY life!!! haha