When I came home from work Tues. night, my husband tells me a funny from Kyler.
(my best recollection of the conversation)
K - I need to poop
R - okay, just let me know when you're done.
K - okay
a few moments later
R - you okay?
K - yes
R - you need a book?
K - no
few moments pass
K - daddy, can you bring me a magazine?
Ha, Ha! I thought it was hilarious! Then...yesterday, we had this conversation.
K - mommy, hurry up, I have to pee
Me - then go in your bathroom
K - but I want to use yours
Me - okay, I'm done, go
couple of minutes later, I hear him yell something to me and I don't understand so I go to check on him
This is what I found in my bathroom: