Wednesday, April 9, 2014

Potttttttyyyyyyyyyy training

Why does my bathroom smell of poo? I can't find any anywhere. I got back from work around 8pm and thought - mmmm bath maybe?

Instead I was like a damn blood hound!

I gave up.

Then I thought … poo. Potty. Potty training.

I found the smell. Its pooy clothing in the 'stink bin' (a bin we keep for late night puke laden clothing).

So. That. Means. They. Are….


And sure enough. My husband showed me the photo's of very happy little fella peeing into the potty with gay abandon (must remember to get more lysol) and there was little gal, happily watching tv while crouching on her throne.

Ladies and gentlemen, we have lift off.

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