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The other day my son was sent to the bathroom for a potty break at daycare.  Sometimes he forgets he has to go and just plays and wiggles. We affectionately call it "the potty dance."

He returned with the update and solid advice to the daycare staff:

"No pee came out but you should really decorate the bathroom with Springtime decorations so I have something to look at while I'm waiting for my pee."

Huh.  Usually I'm happy with a magazine or book.  To each his own, I guess.

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  1. RiahliMay 16, 2011 at 6:21 AM

    Well yes, spring time decorations are a must in the bathroom... every one know that. Ha ha! :)

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  2. EmptyNesterMay 16, 2011 at 6:24 AM

    Kids are a hoot, aren't they? LOL

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  3. GinaMay 16, 2011 at 4:51 PM

    How easily pleased a little boy can be!

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  4. M-CatMay 17, 2011 at 7:40 PM

    He's got a valid point. THey really should have something that induces the voiding of all bodily fluids that should be expelled.

    I love the bathrooms at Buca Di Beppo's. Such entertainment!

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  5. AbbyMay 18, 2011 at 11:29 AM

    Ha ha your little boy has such the personality :) So funny!

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  6. RachelMay 22, 2011 at 2:17 PM

    Love that kid!

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