Potty training has it's share of funny moments.
Today I smelled a THE smell and asked Jonny if he was poopy. Here's what he said:
No. I'm not. I am the talking popsickle I have no bottom.
It was definately him. He couldn't fool me. I think he's the talking popsickle WITH a bottom.
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