A friend of mine dropped in for a few minutes this morning with her little girl in tow...
This itty bitty thing of a girl asked to go potty.
Knowing Leila wouldn't care, I urged Missy to go with her to see that even tiny little girls go potty, too.
A half hour after they left we found Missy on the toilet all by herself.
She hadn't been told.
She hadn't been reminded.
She just decided to go . All . By . Herself!
I made a big deal of it. She confided to me that "Leila little. She go potty, too!"
It would be too much to ask to expect that it might make the slightest of impressions on Buster Brown. He's um...scrubbing his behind in the shower as we "speak".
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