poo

This morning was rather cold, around -2c. We tried to leave the house with enough time for us all to walk to dear child’s nursery. I only made it half way there before having to head towards work.

Dear child went to school, carrying a banana which dear wife drew a picture of a man on. He was over the moon and they let him have it for lunch.

When dear wife and child were home once more, dear child said he needed to go on the potty. He sat on the potty and said it was like how daddy goes and that he needed some time by himself.

After around an hour he did his first big poo in the potty. It was solid. Both wife and child are very pleased.

Read "Mr Wrong" to dear child as the night time story.