Today seems to be the day of the bouncing poo. Like, when TLM gets up off the potty too soon, or doesn't quite tell me in time, and I resort to plucking those little brownies off the rug before they leave an undying legacy.
All I can say is, if she was having squishy number twos, this post would've been written in an entirely different tone.
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Hard poo is nice isn't it
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