Yesterday my girls were playing school. Catherine was the teacher. In the middle of the “school day,” she needed to use the potty (something she’s doing much better at, by the way). She abandoned her class to go to the potty, where she had success (!!) but needed help getting cleaned up. Clay was helping her when we heard Abigail start yelling from the playroom, “Teacher! Teacher!” She kept yelling until Catherine finally yelled back, as she was bent over double getting “wiped”, “Hang on, class! My daddy’s wiping up my bottom!” Well, you just don’t hear that every day!