Probably one of our last days at the park yesterday.
Don’t let this playful attitude fool you.
Sunday his sister was bothering him all day. I walked upstairs to put some things away and I heard a “OUCH! SLANEY!!!!” from Rachael.
When I came down I discovered Slane had waited until his sister was on the potty, opened the door and hit her in the head with his training potty seat. He then ran.
I have to give him credit for timing, technique and artistic expression (he could have hit her with anything; shoes, a play chair, his bug carrier, but the potty seat was genius), but he still got a scolding.
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