My daughter ascends to her throne and tenses up as she tries to impress us (and earn a pez). But going potty shouldn't be a source of tension (in fact for many of us as we age it becomes a comfort.)
"Remember your song," I gently instruct and her little voice begins to warble:
Well I running down a roadIt's the perfect song. All the right themes. I just hope I haven't set off anything Pavlovian where as an adult this song will give her such an uncontrollable urge to loosen her load that it may just drive her crazy.
to loosen my load
I got seventeen in my mind...
"Good job sweetheart, now..." I encourage and join in until she yells, stop daddy no singing.
Take it easy, take it easy
Don't let the sound of the big wheels
Drive you crazy
Lighten up while you can
Don’t try to understand
Just find a place to make your stand
And take it easy
I on the other hand will never again be smitten by a girl in a flatbed Ford.