I was peed on. By a 2-year-old boy. And while it was really funny, it was not-so-funny at the same time. Why haven’t I learned my lesson that while he’s peeing, it’s best to stand to the side and not directly in front of the toilet? You’d think that I would’ve caught onto that by now. And I’m not talking about a little dribble, but a whole stream caught me on my knee (and even a little bit on my shorts – guess I won’t get more than one wear out of these before they hit the washer!). Oh boys.
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