Today, a new chapter has started in our potty training 'saga' - (very conveniently timed, since today was also the day I got the call from the school I really want him to go to (that requires potty training) saying that they had a slot for him.)
Today, he pooped and it made it into the general direction of the toilet. Actually, to be more precise, it even made it IN the toilet.
The cynic in me would also like to point out that part of it also made its way onto the carpet, but the optimist in me would like to mention that at least it didn't get ground in, it was a mere light dusting.
Now I can finally move on to my career of doing Weird-Al-ly parodies of popular songs, but replacing the word 'party' with 'potty'.
Just imagine, Eddie Murphy: Let's potty all the time, potty all the time, potty all the tie-ime....
It's a wiggly potttty...
You gotta FIGHT... for your RIGHT... to pooooootty!
We're gonna potty like it's 1999...
It's my potty I can cry if i want to
I'm comin' out, so you betta get this potty started...
OK, I'm done. I'm a super-duper pooper, come on and potty with me...
