Tuesday, July 27, 2010



Saturday afternoon, at home, coffee and quiet.

Your 4 year old kid sped across the living room asking if you would take him to the loo. "Mommy's busy at the kitchen" says the 2 feet odd recently toilet-trained halfling.

So you'd do your part in this hunter-gatherer combo, followed the kid to the destination, lifted him up so his chubby tiny feet lightly stands on the rim for small business to transact.

Wifey walked past the toilet and she lovingly questioned if you've lost your marbles.

'What's the shizzle?' you'd inquisitively grunt.

"Next time you're not around, he's gonna do that by himself." Gatherer would say. "And fall over".


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