I went potty…
Let me explain…
My morning ritual with Little “L” usually involves me getting up around 6:30 AM (after hitting the snooze button a couple of times) and bringing the little guy downstairs for his morning milk. Well, as Mother Nature would have it, like clockwork, I always have to use the washroom right after I get the milk ready. So, I plop Little “L” on the couch, turn on a bit of early morning kids television programming for him and go on with my business. He’s usually perfectly content there until I’m done.
Well, this morning, almost right after I sat down, I hear him start calling me, “Daddy, where are you?” “Daddy’s using the washroom, Buddy.” So he walks over to the washroom and pushes the door open (I should probably fix that latch) and asks, “Daddy. What are doing?” “Daddy’s just using the toilet, Little ‘L’.” “Daddy poo?” “Uh, yeah little guy. Daddy poo.” “My see, Daddy?” “No Little ‘L’. You don’t need to see. Little ‘L’, stop it, buddy. You don’t need to see.” “Daddy pooed and peed?” “ Yes, buddy. Daddy pooed and peed. Stop that Little ‘L’.” “My sticker, Daddy?” “No, buddy. You only get a sticker when you poo or pee.” “No. My sticker na pooed and peed Daddy!”
At this point he ran out of the washroom and returned a short time later with a sheet of stickers of characters from the kids show Thomas the Tank Engine, and said, “Pick one Daddy… Daddy pooed and peed an a sticker na pooed and peed!”… exactly like I usually do for him. Little “L” was soooo excited that Daddy just went pottly just like he does.
I chose the Bertie the Bus sticker.
I wore it all day.
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steelie
