I just about peed my pants with excitement as I witnessed the following scene:
My freshly bathed, pink little sweetie approaches the plastic potty. He sits himself down, says
"poop" and strains in the way only 1 year olds are not embarrassed to do in front of others.
Unfortunately, that's where the story ends. No poop graced the potty's pristine plastic, but at least I know Rudy knows what it's for.
:)
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