As part of the joy that is potty-training, one gets to see and clean poo quite frequently. There are times in cleaning up Caeden's potty that one does a double-take! The first consideration is that you must have forgotten how big he himself is, so you look at him, then turn back to the poo in disbelief. It isn't really possible! The poo is almost certainly the equivalent of his weight. I still don't understand it no matter how many times I see it. Just doesn't add up.
But potty-training has its good side, such as bladder control, which can come in quite handy. For instance, most 2 year olds would probably remind their Uncle James to give them their morning Weetabix by perhaps a gentle prod, or if lucky even a wake-up kiss. Not resigned to such pedestrian means, Caeden opts for the more-difficult-to-ignore peeing on uncle's head technique. Cheers Caeden!
You will pleased to learn that this edition has no pictorials.
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