Molly is potty training!
Okay, not really. She's inherited Will's problem that I suffered through for at least a year. Or at least it seemed like a year, but I'm sure it wasn't. But now I'm suffering through it all over again. Pooping in the tub! You never know when it will happen, but all of a sudden there's madness...grabbing kids out of the tub, racing to the other bathroom to put them in the shower, finding gloves and a plastic bag. You get the idea. Not fun. Although...my tub stays very clean from all the bleaching I have to do!
This was one of the last times she did it (it's been a few weeks, maybe she's outgrowing it!). Mike caught her at the beginning so he grabbed her and put her on the toilet...and she finished going like a big girl! She thought it was great...maybe I should start potty training her!
In case there's any confusion, Will broke an egg on my bedroom carpet. Why?
Because it's Will.
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