In training

Okay, this past weekend my folks had me in potty training. I wore big boy underwear – the kind with Spiderman and everything. I had to make sure I told them when I was ready to go potty. I mean they were constantly asking – enough already, right. Anyway, I guess it was good they asked because sometimes I would forget and have an accident, but I got real good by the end of the weekend. Then, came school. I didn’t do so great there, but that is a strange potty because it isn’t mine so it may take me time to warm up to that one. I will try to get better there, but when I come home I am a king on his throne.
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