I have been accused of being a germ-a-phobic! Its true, i don't share drinks with anyone, especially not my children, but not even my sweet hubby! I gingerly line public toilet seats with toilet paper and never ever touch the door of a public bathroom. I became this way because I went on vacation with my grandparents to Florida when I was 8 years old and my grandma painstakingly drilled the fear of germs into me that week. It has stuck by me forever. I spent an entire week training on how to use a public bathroom without touching anything strange... however, my grandparents did lose me at Disney World.. but at least I did not have gross hands! I still have flashbacks of being surrounded by a sea of people and desperately looking for a familiar face. A tall man was holding his son and said, " see, that's why I have to hold you. Do you see that girl? She is lost, she will probably never see her family again!" Now I had been holding it together until that point.. but that really sent me over the edge! Obviously the story has a good ending as I happily lived out the rest of my childhood with my family!
Anyway... back to the germ thing. (if you choose to follow this blog be prepared for many rabbit trails that may or may not have anything to do with the original intention :) Well apparently my 9 month old daughter does not share my abhorrence for germs. You see, I was blow drying my hair and both of my kids were playing on the bathroom scale. I heard my 3 year old say, "Minnie , that's DISGUSTING!!" Now that got my attention! I whirled around to find my baby girl happily scooping toilet water into her mouth. My stomach started churning and I felt nauseated. yuck. double yuck! I immediately cleaned her up and thought I was recovering until I saw her rolling her tongue around in her mouth like there was a foreign object present. I extracted a wad of toilet paper. I am almost dry-heaving having to write this again. Yes, the toilet paper came from the water. gag. So now our baby sneaks off to try the toilet thing again and again. She is very sneaky. Somewhere deep in our storage room is a contraption that keeps the toilet lid down and requires a wee bit of mechanical aptitude to use the toilet! Guess we better start digging for that!