This morning we were out shopping at Germ-mart and of course Spud, (who normally has an iron bladder) has to go potty. So, I gather the boys and my stuff and schlep them into the bathroom (where even angels fear to tread).
We go into the stall and Spud looks around with a rapturous gaze and declares in a voice filled with awe "wow, this is a very nice potty! Wow." And that statement sums up why I never ask my kids their opinion on anything. Ever.
Thursday, January 3, 2008
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Sounds like Spud's being a positive thinker:-) How cute.
LOL! Germ-Mart indeed. :-)
Wednesday we went shopping and my son leaked through his diaper, soaked his shirt, pants, the cart, and his socks. Holy cow! I can't wait until he can use and make cute comments about the potty.
i think i was in the next potty to you...killing myself laughing. Love it!
Hmmmm... Easily impressed, eh? tee hee
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