"Henry, where are your clothes?" I ask him.
"I pooped."
"Where did you poop?"
"I naked."
"Where did you poop?"
Then he runs over to the corner of the family room to show me his pile of clothes and his open, poop-filled diaper sitting behind the rocking chair. Lovely. Let there be no doubt that he is ready to potty train now. I guess he got tired of waiting. So I cleaned him up. Cleaned the carpet up. Explained yet again how he just can't take off his clothes and run around.
Then I went back to my study, and Henry went to go play with Jack. I finish looking up the next verse which says, "Whatever you do.....do it all for the glory of God."
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