And now we’re off to “Home Beepo” to see the “fudk this”, otherwise known as fork lifts. What a reward, right?
Oh, and don’t ask me to explain how the poop ended up on his underwear, legs, shirt, little potty & big potty. I finally sat down to feed Zach when “it” happened and he had to go take care of it himself. Nice. It’s flushed, “under the house” and the Gobbage Tuck is going to come pick it up and dispose of it for us at the dump. that was quite a motivating factor. Please don’t tell him that that’s NOT what actually happens.
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You mean that’s NOT what happens?
whatever it takes!
it’s hard to believe but someday you will not have to touch poop every day. i’m serious. it actually ends. hang in there.
fun! hang in there. he’ll be potty trained before you know it….
I was also going to say, “That’s NOT what happens?”
“fudk this” is what you say at Lowe’s when you realize your kids have managed to trick you into going there one more time.
Oh, it was Home Beepo. Oops.