James weaves his way into the living room, knees together, holding his crotch in one hand.
Margaret: James, do you need to go potty?
James: No, not now.
M: Listen to your body, honey.
James: No, Margaret, my penis hasn't talked to me yet.
Matthew: I'm going to go write that down, right now.
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3 comments:
Ah, the joys of potty training.
Wow, that is the most fabulous thing I have heard in a long time!
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