Sharon told us a story yesterday about a child and a poo snake. While I haven’t exactly been sworn to secrecy, I feel some details should be omitted in the retelling. In order to make the retelling easier, I will call the child Chris. This also has the benefit of keeping the gender ambiguous.
Apparently, a toilet training trick is to let a child wander around naked. It’s called Elimination Communication or, for easier adult communication, Naked Potty Training. There’s a helpful webpage here.
One of the pitfalls is pretty obvious. You are likely to find evacuations in all manner of places. This was clearly revealed when very young Chris came toddling into the room and declared there was a snake in the bedroom. A brown snake.
It would seem that Chris had an early interest in animals and had learned all about snakes.
Anyway, Jud went to investigate only to find a perfectly coiled brown poo snake on the bedroom floor. Too small to be dangerous, and after explaining it to Sharon, the snake was disposed off properly.
It reminded me of toilet training puppies, except they rarely tell you where it’s been left. And, as far as I can remember, their evacuations were never artistic and rarely perfectly formed.
Speaking of the dogs, they were pretty sure something was up late this afternoon as people started seriously moving about the house and packing the car. You can always tell when they are a bit wary because they’ll both sit on the same chair.
They’d already been subjected to Harald working all day in the shower room. He put up a proper screen rather than the flappy, plastic, stick to your legs shower curtain. By the time he left, it was up and settling into its silicone cradle.
Of course, we can’t use it for a few days but that’s why having a fully equipped guest house is so handy. That’s where I’ll be showering over the weekend while Mirinda, Sharon and Jud are gallivanting around Gotland.
Perfect.
I guess they were worried they were moving again!