|This looks like a good spot|
Lillian has always had a bad habit of leaving her underwear everywhere. We never potty trained with Lil. I avoided it. One morning, a month before she turned three, Lil woke up and decided she would go on the potty and wear underpants. Shortly thereafter it was Easter. We arrived at my aunt and uncle's house and the first thing she did was climb out of the van and pee right next to it. Later that day my Uncle Jimmy found Lillian's discarded underwear on his bathroom floor. She pooped in their backyard too. Free fertilizer. Happy Easter! She changes more times a day than she can count. And she can count to thirty. Skipping seventeen and eighteen. Perfect. If only she left out thirteen through sixteen as well. Even the underwear changes. We find it everywhere.
|Lillian perfecting her squat at almost three years old|
|Just hours before the underwear drop off|
As you can see, we are a very green family. Reuse, recycle, reinvent. Team Barnum. You wanna join? Drop your drawers at the front door.