P-o-t-t-y.
It's potty-training time in the Erickson house! ...and I'm not opposed to putting a potty in every room; anywhere and everywhere it may be needed.
You think you may have more luck pooping in the potty in a closet, on top of a bin of Mega Bloks, while tapping out a tune on a rainbow-coloured glockenspiel? I can dig it; your wish is my command.
Did she do it? Did it work? Naw, but aren't these photos amazing? Exactly. Next time, for sure.
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