At this point many of you may have heard my story of Benjamin in the swimming pool a couple weeks ago. He pointed at his booty and said "poopy" and there was indeed poopy in his swimmie diaper. Absolutely disgusting, but I was too overwhelmed by the fact that my 1 year old was telling me this. (Paxton wasn't even doing that back in January).
And so tonight's story begins after the boys' bath...
Benjamin : (grabbing pinga while in the tub) Out!
Mommy: (Overlooking that the previous act could have meant plenty of things) Do you need to go potty, Benjamin?
Benjamin: (nods vigorously)
Mommy: (So excited she practically dances him to the potty and sits him down) Okay, go potty.
Benjamin: (grunts)
*FART*
Benjamin: All done.
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These are the stories you save for future girlfriends.
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