A phone call caught me off guard last week. Our granddaughter wanted to tell me something. "Gamma, potty!" Her mom had finished reading her a "potty book" as part of her night time ritual. At the end of the story, the little girl called her grandma to share the accomplishment.
"Talk Gamma. Potty!" Emma jumped out of her bed running for a phone. Aren't books wonderful? I smile thinking of the tune the "potty" plays when mission is accomplished.
Contributed by Ann.
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