Wendy and I were watching a show tonight after the kids had gone to bed...then suddenly we heard the bedroom door open. We hear the pitter patter of feet run down the hall (which is not unusual because Katherine and Ethan wait too long to go to the bathroom and end up dancing in front of the toilet). Then a few seconds later we hear someone running up towards the kitchen and we see Ethan prancing like a horse and simply said "Help!" while running around the kitchen in a circle. I jumped up and escorted him to the toilet. From Wendy's previous experience, I SAT him down on the toilet instead of letting him stand up. That's another story for another day.
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