Sam gets everything about the toilet. He lifts the lid and loves to flush. He follows both Danny and I into the bathroom whenever we go there, and we socialize. Or sometimes Sam just plays with the bath toys until it's time for him to flush. Two nights ago I bought him his own training potty at Walmart. He carries it around the house from room to room, sitting on it, opening and closing the lid, attaching the toilet paper roll to the little handle, inspecting the empty bowl. It's very exciting.
This morning I heard him wail terribly from the other room and went to find him. Evidently Danny had inadvertently flushed the toilet himself, and Sam was outraged. They waited together until the tank refilled and Sam could flush it too.
(sorry, no photos for this blog entry!)
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