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My friend Annie works at The Post and occassionally stumbles upon unclaimed graft, which this time was given to me: A book, which I hope we'll never need, on getting along with others when you're 6-years-old, and a potty training manual for little girls, complete with an applause button that you're supposed to press every time the deed is done. With a voice that sounds eerily like Sigourney Weaver, you hear a toilet flushing and then the words "You did a great job!" Applause. Applause. Applause.
My son, who follows instructions most (some) of the time, was playing with it on Friday. I explained that the baby was sleeping 'so please,' I said to him, 'if you're not going to nap, don't wake her.'
Then Harry vanished.
Upstairs I crept, not wanting to wake the baby myself. Her door was closed. But what did I hear emanating from within? The sound of a flushing toilet. I found Harry in her crib (IN her crib!) entertaining Charlotte with the sound of water being sucked into the porcelain void.
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Very funny! It reminds me of Paul who, at age 6, had a friend over to play. There were plenty of toys and books to choose from but what did they find to entertain themselves? They would run into the bathroom, flush the toilet, run out and scream with laughter over and over and over. Hysteric laughter over the sounds of a flushing toilet, who knew? z
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