Well, tonight my parents came over for a brief visit and to help us out a bit. They showed up for dinner and stayed until her bedtime. It was a nice short distraction.
So after dinner, they took little miss upstairs to give her a bath. The last few days, she's had issues with pooping in the tub. She did it with me two nights ago and once with Jim. So Dad asked - "is it possible?" and I said - yes. So they were on the lookout for the pooping ceremony.
They were actually in the bath for quite a while before anything happened, but soon Mom was SCREAMING for my dad. She had started the process of providing some extra floating toys in the tub. Mom was quicker than me - she actually got her out of the tub, but not quite to the toilet. She dropped one, two and three on the floor and then the last little round "ball" in the toilet. My mom was just beside herself.
Of course, when Mom told me about it, I cackled. It was awesome!
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