My middle son is very nearly successfully potty trained and with that in progress it has led to some truly charming moments at the Dayton residence. Take last night at bed time. He swore he had to use the potty, even though he had just been not five minutes previously. But my wife intervened and suggested that I take him in there again, and what do you know, he delivered the goods.
Dad: Well, whaddaya know... you proved me wrong Jack.
Jack: Yeah, I poop you wrong Daddy!
He-heh... poop jokes.... always funny.
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