On the way to Zach and Allie's gymnastics class recently. Scrambling to get sandals on and out the door.
Me: "Ok guys, let's go potty before we go."
Zach obediently darts into the bathroom. Allie remains on the floor, sandals on the wrong feet, her dalmatian Webkinz in hand, ready to accompany us on the 5-minute journey to the Little Gym.
Me: "Come on sweetie. You, too. Let's go potty."
Allie, in her most exasperated, matter-of-fact voice, enunciating clearly so she's sure I get it: "Mommmmyyyyyy ... I went potty yes-turrr-day."
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