Tonight, Jim gave her a bath. Because of Reagan's little habit of pooping in the tub lately, he's been on the lookout for the start of the whole process. If he sees her even acting like she needs to go, he swings her around and plops her little butt on the toilet. How funny is that?
So tonight, I was sitting at the table and I heard Jim say "do you have to go potty?" Apparently, she shook her head. He swung her around and stuck her on the toilet. She actually pooped in the toilet. He was thrilled. He came around the corner when they were done and said "she's smart... she told me she had to go". I just laughed.
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