Oh, oh, oh!

(this is NOT Mose. This is someone else’s ugly–though potty trained–kid)

Have you ever been to Smaland?

Well, me neither, but MOSE HAS!!!

Because suddenly he is potty trained, and that means he’s allowed to romp and play and pull on other kids’ noses and drool without me there to supervise the romping and the playing and the pulling and the drooling.

This… is… awesome.

I cannot begin to tell you how awesome.

I wonder if anyone has ever tried to go daily. I wonder what would happen if *someone* did.


 I *do* like cinnamon rolls. 

4 Responses to “Oh, oh, oh!”

  1. Danielle Hanson Says:

    Congratulations!! We’ve been waiting for the girls to get tall enough forever. They were potty-trained a year ago and they’ve just reached the height requirement (they’re 4 now)! Reminds me of Bradley teasing me about being tall enough to enter Hungary.

  2. Rachel Says:

    Mose is potty-trained? Good heavens, woman! How did you do that? Matteo has six months on him at least, and we’re still buying pull-ups.

  3. laurel Says:

    The magic of “potty treats”. Which is to say that he was bribed. With skittles.

  4. Rachel Says:

    i bribe with lollipops. and yet.

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