Friday, August 14, 2009

A Little Potty Talk


He made it all the way to the stream with a blue suitcase full of stuffed animals. He suddenly stopped on the bridge, put his hands on his hips, and looked up at the sky. He had come to a moment of decision: go all the way back to the house to go to the bathroom, or have an accident where he was. So, he did what most any boy would do in such a situation: he pulled down his pants and peed over the side of the bridge.


What you *don't* want to see in the bathroom: your one year old dipping a pair of dirty underwear into the toilet and then sucking. I almost vomitted.

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