Peter recently informed me that he goes with Riggs outside at night. Really? REALLY? Oh my gosh! I just start laughing when I think of it. I guess that never grows out of a male...the urge, ease, ability to go outside. The girls love to, but it's rare that we let them. Usually only if we're on a roadtrip and there's no stop in sight--we'll pull over and allow them to go in the grass (we always have extra TP in the car). When I saw Charlie the other day in the bushes like this, I couldn't help but laugh and think that there are going to be many-a-times where he goes outside rather than come in to do so. I also heard that's a great way to potty-train boys. We'll see...
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