The Day She Was Firing on 5,000 Cylinders


Jane had to go to the doctor. She got stuck with a needle. She was so brave, and didn’t even cry, although she looked at me the whole time with utter panic in her eyes and it took every fiber of my being to not have a total “Mommy’s coming” moment and knock the nurses out and yank her up off the table and run to the car in the parking lot like we were fleeing a crime. Instead I looked her right in the panicked eyes and did the only acceptable thing I could do, talk about Disney Princesses. Cause you know how much that thrills my heart.

Afterwards the doctor and nurses left.

She said, “Where did they go?”

“They went to help other little boys and girls. They’re going to make them feel better,” I replied.

She looked at me with an incredulous, hurt feelings face and said, “But they didn’t make me feel better.”

I’m pretty sure she’s got the medical community figured out at three years old.

And since any kid who gets stuck with a needle deserves a treat afterwards, we went to her favorite breakfast place. I sat her on the counter while ordering our food, and mid-order she took my face in her hands, smooshed my cheeks together and said in great earnesty, “Mommy, I gotta tell you something. How about today you do not go pee pee in your panties.”

And because she was still sporting the little cotton-ball-bandage and was so completely serious, what else could I do but agree verbally, in front of the cashier and patrons standing closely beside us, that I would not, indeed, pee pee in my panties on that day.

Afterward we ate and she played on the indoor playground, and before we left, because I had promised my daughter I would not wet my pants, we made a pit stop in the restroom. We went into the handicap stall together, and as I was doing my business, Jane clapped her hands with great enthusiasm and yelled, “Yay Mommy! Good job! You’re doing it!”

If that’s not the pinnacle of positive life affirmations, I don’t know what is.



  1. Kathy L. says:

    You don’t need entertainment; you have Jane! Such a fun and loving little girl! Enjoy every moment you have with her (I know you will)!


  2. Sandy Roycraft says:

    First day of kindergarten. I am in the carpool line and Rachel’s teacher is helping her into our van. I said, “Hi, Sweetie! How was your day?” And she replied, “How was YOUR day, Mommy? I hope you didn’t poop your pants again!”

    The teacher’s face froze in a tense smile. For once in my life, I could not think of a thing to say. For the record, I did not then, nor had I ever, pooped my pants, in adulthood, anyway, and I will never know why she said it.


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