18 August 2005

Log Log



I like this picture.
I like pork-chops.
I like to poop.
I like things that look like pork-chops that like to poop.

My youngest nephew was recently potty trained. He used to hate to poop, but now he loves to as the act brings with it great reward - tootsie pops, starbursts, etc. He is very particular about this act. If he is on the pot no one is allowed to look at him, or be near him. He needs total silence. He needs privacy. I've been told that when he leaves his chamber, there is always a description of what is left behind. Recent reports include a snowman standing next to grapes, or a brown popsicle. Perhaps someone should keep a Log 'Log?'