That’s the last time I trust you to run around for a while without a diaper. I can’t believe you just dropped a deuce on the floor, stepped in it AND pranced around the bathroom with your poo foot without saying a single word. You, the kid who demands to take off her shirt if so much as a drop of liquid touches it.
We’re going to put you on a leash and let you crap outside, just like Lilly.
Gah.
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