Oh my god is she having a wee?
(Me: Joni are you having a wee?
Joni: shhh mummy. don’t talk.)
Should I quickly get her to the potty?
No I can’t be bothered.
Oh my god is she still weeing?
I should have got her to the potty. It’s seeping down into my pants now and through onto the sofa.
Oh my GOD is she still weeing?? It’s reaching my ankles!
Well there’s no point moving now, might as well just let her get on with it.
Ok she’s stopped.
…
Ok so how long can I sit here before it is generally considered a bit rank?