Do you really ever know when the right time is to try to potty train your child? Well... I think I might know... it's now! This morning while Jack was running around like nakey-man he started to squeeze his little butt cheeks together. I knew what was coming next and I knew I didn't have time to slap a diaper on him. So I ran to the toilet, plopped him on... and out plopped the poopy.
Mission accomplished.
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