So, all 4 of the older kids are obsessed with port-a-potties. God's way of dealing with my OCD, I guess. They point them out to each other every time they see them as we drive down the street and discuss which one is their favorite kind (how they have an opinion, I can't fathom, because I have never let them near one). Today, when we where driving down the street there was a 18 wheeler hauling around 25 Honey Buckets. Daniel was to first to spot it and started in on them. Then John, then Mat, then Ash said "Man, I bet that truck is going to a house with more kids then ours. Wouldn't it be awesome if we had that many potties at our house?" They all agreed and I FINALLY understood their obsession with the stinky things. Sometime I wish I didn't have to wait in line to pee, too.
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| Two bathrooms, 8 people, dirtiest kid bathes last! |
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