A ready toddler + summertime = bare-bottom potty training.
And it also creates stories like these....
Eden, somewhat panicked: "Mommy, there someting on da floor."
Me (thinking she was referring to Jada's leftover mac & cheese, since she's kind of a clean freak): "I know, babe, I'll clean it up in a little bit. I'm finishing up in the living room."
EE: "Mommy, is dat poop?"
Me: "WHAT?"
[goes to kitchen to look] [finds BIG turd]
Me: "Jada! Poopy goes in the potty!!"
Jada: [smiles]
That kid. At least it was solid. Cuz last time it wasn't. :/
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