To commemorate being 100% potty trained (during the day) we surprised you with a scooter in June. Well, you knew you were getting a scooter. You would tell anyone who was in earshot of you and the bathroom after a poop that "I'm working toward my scooter"—you just didn't know when it was going to actually happen. So, one day while visiting grandma and poppy we put the scooter in the bathroom. It seemed appropriate. You like to poop in private—with the door shut. And you like reading in there. Sometimes Highlights, sometimes Popular Mechanics, and just today—the Land of Nod catalogue.
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wow pretty amazing to think- no more diapers for milo. and he can ride a scooter. he shouldn't be that old yet!
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