We sing a song accompanied by a little dance.
"Gavin's got his poopy n the potty! Gavin's got his poopy in the potty!! Yaaaaaaa!"
Finish with jazz hands.
I'm feeling pretty great, both of my boys are done with this miserable slog called potty training.
Then Ethan steps up to the plate, er, bowl.
I notice out of the corner of my eye that he overshoots! Half of it has missed the bowl!!
"Ethan! There's a mess of pee on the floor behind the toilet!"
Taken aback at my disgust he reassures me.
"Oh don't worry Mommy. I do that ALL THE TIME."
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