Imagine having to walk into the fire station, with your 2-1/2 year old toddler in tow, looking for assistance, because the young lad got a trainer toilet seat stuck on his head!
The only benefit I can see from such humiliating circumstances, is the ability to continue to embarrass your child for years to come with the retelling of the story. But I’m not sure I would have had that much forethought as I have to somehow explain just HOW my son got his head stuck in a toilet seat.
Is it wrong to assume that if she is a blogger, that immediately upon returning home, you saw one of those, “I’m the worst mother ever…” posts? While children and accidents happen, the can really sometime take an emotional, and character assassinating toll on your ego.