Scene-Saturday night. I'm home alone getting ready to give Drake a bath.
I put Drake on the potty and turn around to start running the bath water.
I look back to check on Drake and see him trying to catch a stream of pee with his hands.
Gross.
I grab his hands and tell him no.
He finishes up and I take him off the potty and put him in the bathtub.
Drake is happily playing in the tub when I hear a disturbing licking sound.
I turn around to see Skinner drinking the pee out of the potty.
I gag.
I make a mental note to never let Skinner lick another human again.
I curse the stupid frog potty and potty training.
I laugh at what my Saturday nights now consist of.
I smile.
And even in that crazy gross moment feel so much happiness in being a Momma.
Then I enjoy a glass of wine knowing that potty training has now become my husbands job.
He just doesn't know it yet.
The End.
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