Sh!tstorm

I'll start this off by telling you how in love with my Bean I am. My heart bursts at the thought of her. However, poop - even hers - is gross. It is. So for the second time she denies having to potty. "do you have to potty?". "no, mummy". "you have to tell me if you have to potty". "ok mummy". Then what does she do? Squats and poops her panties. I love her and all I could do was laugh because now I'm running late, she's pooped herself and I stand there not knowing for sure what to do next. So there's my morning in a nutshell. Happy Friday, folks!




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