As she sits on the potty...
Armani: Mom! Look! I made a family! (as she refers to her poops in the potty)
Days later...
Me: Armani, are you finished? Do you need to go more? You just have a little tiny poop.
Armani: Ya, I'm done, he doesn't want to be with his Mommy and Daddy.
hahahahhahahahah
Mani, you crack me up!
Love you,
Mom
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James 1:17 ~ Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, and comes down from the Father of lights, with whom there is no variation or shadow of turning.
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