Spillage

Here is your funny for the day...

Sofia ran downstairs the other night bellowing out "Mama, Mama, Big potty! Big potty!" Translation: she needed to get to the toilet. Our house has handicapped toilets (from the previous owner) and they stand a bit taller than your average crapper. (If are offended by the verbage- you need to read the invention story of the toilet by none other than Thomas Crapper).

Anyhoo! She came bounding down the stairs and as I was getting up to make sure she could get on the bowl (is that better?) as she very intensely said, "Mama hurry! I'm going to spill!"

We did make it, bathroom full of hysterical laughter and all.