May 29, 2008
For the record, James is not yet potty trained. He is, however, trained to sing songs on the potty, lie about pooing in his Sponge Bob underpants, pee on our front steps, and sop up his own messes with a washcloth.
Want to hear my new potty training philosophy? Okay, great. It goes like this: 'Wet your pants all you want. But eventually, your girlfriend will mind.'
I know I wasn't happy when Jared accidentally whizzed on my forearm back in 2001.