Monday, August 4, 2008
Last night I woke up to that little talking toliet spouting off about "it's potty time". The toliet was talking! I assured myself that Jordan or Roxy bumped it. But then it happened again. It's cute when it happens during the day, at night I expect to see Chucky in pull-ups holding a toliet plunger. I turned it off. Even though it reminds me of the girls, I don't think I need to be reminded at two in the morning. Love, C-Daddy!