After waking up "damp" yesterday morning, I was trying to inspire Eamon to go to the bathroom BEFORE bedtime tonight...
Me: <standing outside of the closed bathroom door> "Imagine a dry desert... And then as the rains fall, a dry stream bed becomes a river. And the river grows until it becomes a flash flood! A gushing torrent! A torrential downpour of liquid!"
Eamon: "That's not helping, mommy. <passes gas> But it is helping me do that!"
Me: "That's not funny. Try harder. You need to go to the bathroom before bedtime."
Eamon: <giggling while passing more gas> "And it's helping me do that! And that!"
Me: "That's disgusting. I give up. Just don't have an accident."
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