The potty training continues.
8 successes. 12 messes.
5 pots of coffee. 16 Advils.
DAY 3
(BOB runs from his bedroom into the living room.)
BOB
Mama! Mama! ME
Yes Bob? BOB
There is a poo poo on my floor.(Whispers)
…And it smells like a faht.
END SCENE
A nice way to start my day, with a big belly laugh.
ReplyDeleteBob is from New England?
ReplyDeleteI mean..'cause, New Englander's, they poop ahn da floohw
ReplyDeleteAt least his awareness about the whole issue is increasing, right?! Great to see there are some successes too. :)
ReplyDeleteFRIKKIN HILARIOUS, LIS. YA KILLIN' ME.
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