jennyl772003
Married on Castaway Cay
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Just thought I would share a little incident that happened to me a few months ago. Me, DH, and DS (6) were visiting the home of friends. They have a 1.5 yo. We were all sitting watchig Nemo (for like the millionth time) when my son announced that he needed to "go". I then reminded him that he doesn't need to ask permission at home. Anyway, he goes to visit their facilities as we continue to watch the movie. About five minutes later we hear him yelling from the bathroom. We all strain to hear what he is saying. I get up and move closer to the bathroom to hear. "I'm stuck!" he shouts. "you're what?" I shout back. "i'm stuck." I go to open the bathroom door to get a closer look at what he means. I then find out he has locked the door. Great. Not only that, but this is not your modern bathroom door lock. Oh no, this is a skeleton key deadbolt lock! And guess what! We do not have the key. And guess what else. He is not stuck as in locked in the bathroom. No, he is stuck with his behind in the toilet seat. We proceed to go into action and try to find something to unlock the door with, and a camcorder. No luck with the camcorder, but the guys did find something to try and jimmy the lock with. This would have been easier if they didn't have tears streaming down their faces from laughing so hard. The 1.5 yo is walking around the house holding his rear chanting "no butt stuck, no butt stuck." The door does get opened after about 15 minutes. The men immediatley go back to the movie. Now it is up to the women to remove him from the toilet. Now, I don't know if you have thought of this detail yet, but my son is a boy and does his #1 business standing up. He was sitting down. The first order of business was to flush. That taken care of, we try to lift him off the toilet seat. Nothing. He starts crying really hard at this point. He is in pain. All that is happening is the seat is lifting along with his bottom. We decide that we need to "lubricate". The woman of the house grabs some Pam cooking spray (butter flavor). We spray his behind and try to lift. Still nothing. So we lift his butt and the seat and spray underneath and give a great big tug. He finally pops free.
For a normal child, this story would be over. Oh, but not my son. Oh no. A few days later at home, he does not lock the door (had a stearn talking to about that), but he does get his heinie stuck in the seat again. Only this time I go right for the Pam (butter flavor) and spray top and bottom and pop him right off.
After assaulting his rear so many times in those few days, he did develop a ring of bruises in the approximate shape of a toilet seat, but other wise he has recovered fully.
For a normal child, this story would be over. Oh, but not my son. Oh no. A few days later at home, he does not lock the door (had a stearn talking to about that), but he does get his heinie stuck in the seat again. Only this time I go right for the Pam (butter flavor) and spray top and bottom and pop him right off.
After assaulting his rear so many times in those few days, he did develop a ring of bruises in the approximate shape of a toilet seat, but other wise he has recovered fully.