As we mentioned in a previous post, Ruby had been showing interest in potty training again, and after another frustrating false start she really seems to be getting it now (knock wood).
She's now gotten in the fun habit of nicknaming what she sees after she's finished on the toilet as the "Daddy Poop" and "Baby Poop," based, naturally, on the size of the items in question.
Well, last night she was sitting on the toilet for a while, when she took a peek beneath her and gasped.
"What is it, Ruby?" I asked.
"A family!"
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