Ma vie en Suisse

Pee-pee. La bas.

Jman came dancing out of his room today–without his diaper on. “Pee-pee Maman. Pee-pee!”

I glanced up from my laptop and absently asked: “Great Jman. Pee-Pee. Do you have to go pee-pee?” A bit excited as we have been telling him about the toilet and potties lately. And asking if he wants to use the potty.

“No. No pee-pee.” He shook his head (and I am sure his willy) at me. “Pee-pee la bas.” and he motioned into his room.

I got up from the couch and went over to investigate. “Where Jman. Where did you go pee-pee?”

He walked over to his little kitchen, opened the oven door, and gestured a bit dramatically: “Voila!”

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