They say,"you pay for your raising" Well I have thought for over five years that I had escaped this awful truth. Then the Lord sent us Bryant. At the most he had two min to make his move for the toilet. Abbey had opened our door to look for a flash light and left the door open so we are blaming her. It was too funny not to take a picture but too awful to really believe it was happening. (and for all your weak stomached individuals it was flushed.) phew...
Take a look at that same little toilet diver here. You would never guess that he would be capable of even a bad thought. I'm scared of what might happen when they start working together.
Individual shot of my baby girl!
Quick glance at Mr. Perfect.
