Dash used to be a disaster about five minutes after waking up.
He would do the potty dance, and jump like crazy until I put him on the toilet. And those times I was in the middle of something — like a dirty diaper — he just jumped crazier and crazier while screaming “I have to go potty!”
And then I found the Mississippi’s.
Now, I just see if he can beat his Mississippi time from the day before.
Here he is….all geared up to speed race to the potty, use it, clean up, and run back.
Yesterday, he was around 11.
So today, he was going to beat that.
And with a bit of slower counting….guess what little boy ran in right as I said ttteeeeeeeeeeeeeeennnnnnnn!
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