The Potty Gods are smiling on us. Sister has crossed over into the toilet-users and left her days of poopy pants behind. It is a day of celebration. We have spent our day watching TV, reading books and making Thanksgiving crafts. Daddy is taking them to the park this afternoon and I have oatmeal raisin cookies planned to finish off our joyous jubilee, the Festival of the Big Poop.
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somewhere i can certainly hear some potty training angels singing the Hallelujah chorus in sister's honor! :-)
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