While sitting on the pot (not sure why I'm sharing this), Meg barged in, like she always does.
Meg: Are you going poop?
Meg: Are you going poop?
Me: Yep.
Meg: I told you so!
Me: Huh?
Meg: Good job, Mom. That's very responsible of you.
Me: Thank you?
Perhaps you had to be there. Not that you should have been there ... that would be wrong on many levels. But I found this little exchange quite humorous. My apologies if I crossed the line with my blogging content. I do not intend for this to be a frequent topic.
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