First words we heard this morning at 5:30.
"MOMMY....I DON'T WANT to pee on the floor."
Poor boy, had woken himself up, got out of bed, but couldn't make it as far as the potty. He was so upset with himself.
How can he be so little, and so big at the same time?
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