Saturday, December 1, 2012


It's a popular word around our house these days.
The second that little one runs behind the curtain,
we begin begging bribing him to do it in the potty.

And when he's not doing it, he's talking about.
singing about it.
dancing to a song about it.
Poop is a funny word when you're 2 (or 30.)

Wednesday I was asking him how his day at school was.

M: Did you have time out?
N: YES! (said with the same enthusiasm as GOOD!)
M: What happened?
N: I pooped on the floor.

Still no idea if/how/when...
Teacher didn't bring it up and neither am I.

Let's just hope that's the last poopy story from school.

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