The Trade-Off

For those of you who are sensitive to the potty stories that so many parents like to tell, please spare yourself and stop reading right now...

David calls me into the bathroom today to show me his gigantic poop. I'm talking alarming. After he shows off his prize poop, he asks to me leave and give him privacy while he cleans himself up. He comes out many minutes later to show off his clean butt. "Wow, David, you really did a good job wiping!" "Ya, Mom. Wanna know how I did it?" "Yes, I do." "I used the whole roll of toilet paper!" When I go in there, the stack of toilet paper in the potty is literally as tall as the seat.

I'll save all of you the gory details, but let's suffice it to say that our toilet is clean and empty and all is well ;)

That's the trade-off for you: Clean kiddie butt. But reams of toilet paper in the potty ;)

And you are not allowed to tell me how gross and inappropriate this post is because I warned you.