Warning: this post discusses human defecation. Those with light stomachs may want to skip it.
After #3 was finished eating a snack in his high-chair, I got the feeling he wanted to go potty. I took and put him on the pot and almost immediately he started breaking wind and making deposits in the bowl. I checked his diaper and was pleased to find that he had even held his water until he sat on the toilet. He pushed and poo'd until he was done, then made the almost-words for being done.
The boy is not quite a year-and-a-half old. I was proud as could be.
After supper, we all got busy with other things and nobody noticed that he was busily playing while filling his diaper with a foul-smelling pile of you-can-imagine.
Oh well. He is a baby, after all!
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