Conversation overheard today:
Chris: Where is Abbie?
Claire: She's sitting on the steps, stinkin' up!
Chris (to Abbie, who just walked in) Are you poopie?
Abbie, nonchalantly: Yup. Sure am.
Later on, Beth warned me that Abbie had (again) taken her diaper off. I ran upstairs to find her, naked, sitting on her training potty. Directly across from her sat Claire, and before I opened the door I heard Claire say, "Just watch me, Abbie, and I'll show you how it's done!"
Thursday, August 23, 2007
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Not only is it your life, but you did this to yourself, on purpose!
I'll never forget the first time my oldest kid used the toilet. She came running out, and yelled in an ecstacy of pride, "Hey, Mama! I pooped up the bafroom!"
At my house, this week alone, the cat peed in the bathtub, the boy peed in the catbox, the girl pooped in the shoe box (we have seven kids, each of whom owns 46 pairs of shoes), and of course the baby pooped on me.
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