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He agreed.
I treated the speed limit like a bad suggestion and got home in record time. I whipped his shoes off in the van, carried him into the house and set him down right outside the bathroom praising him all the while for holding it so well. He was then instructed to strip down, climb on the potty and pee.
Apparently all he heard was "pee". After dutifully holding it in for 25 minutes he peed all over my hardwood.
At least I don't have to buy the Porsche.
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Hee hee hee! I can just picture it! And if anyone would remember the Porche promise, it would be Sprout.
Love the title by the way.
Well... two years old is a tough age... remembering three things at once mommy. That's a toughie!
But three things to remember like, going to the park, playing all day and then ice cream... well that's a different story!
Being peed on or even nearly peed on is no fun. I know from personal experience. But at least you can point to this day when his teenage self complains about "no car."
At least it's on hardwood. Nothing quite like getting the pee out of carpet. I hate that.
No Porsche for YOU, mister!
I promise that if I ever come to your house, I won't piddle on the floor. Do I get a Porsche?
What a hoot!
He did exactly what you asked, didn't he? Poor little guy.
And yes...your comment did make me laugh yesterday.
Your challenge is going to be hard...MAN!
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