Tuesday, August 31, 2010

target practice

I just went upstairs to get John David out of quiet time. He had his shorts and underwear off and there was a giant puddle of pee in the middle of the floor. A plastic water bottle lid was practically floating in the middle of this puddle.

I said, "What is this?"

His chest puffed with pride. "I pee peed on da wid." [on the lid].

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