So I'm sitting on the potty and the earth begins to move (and not in a good way).
"Are you freaking kidding me?!"
Why is it the minute my butt hits the toilet something has to happen?! I swear the kids start fighting, the telephone starts ringing, the dogs are pawing at the door!
But the house keeps moving and the kids are on the stairs yelling, "MOOOOOMMMYYYYYY!!!"
So I grab the kids, stand under the doorway and hold them. When the shaking stops, I sit them at the bottom of the stairs, take time to wipe and pull my pants up and then we talk about what you do in case of an earthquake.
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