This toilet training tail i have heard  many times thru my childhood. 14 years later and my family will still not let me live this one down. So i am going to re-tell this story as my grandma told me. I was 1 year old. My grandmother Lynn operated a babysitting buisness, wich was conducted at her house. Every morning my mother would drop me off and head to work. Usually everyday when my mother would pick me up from grandma's day care i was eager to see my "mommy". I would run up to my mother screaming with excitment. But on one particular day i was no where to be found, when my mother came to pick me up after work. My Mother and my grandma searched strainlessly through out the house, but for some odd reason it had seemed i has vanished. It was only when the two woman had stopped in the kitchen that my Mother had noticed 2 little legs crouching below the dining room table, that was cloaked under a table cloth. she tip toed over to the table thinkin...

My son is the crack up at our house… last night I told him off for going #2s in his undies, I told him that poo’s belongs in the toilet not in his undies and that he needs to help mummy, not make mummy’s job hard…he replied with “ok I'm sorry mummy’ and trotted off down the hall while I went in search of clean undies and Pj’s. I then found a very happy 3 year old in the toilet naked washing his undies in the toilet bowl with a big smile on his face saying “there you go mummy, poo’s in the toilet now and my undies can go in the laundry aye” was so funny but certainly made my stomach weak….what would my life be like without him? Id never like to experience that!