WTF

SHIT. No, I mean it, other than the fact that is IS about shit (or more accurately, potty training).



If my parents were to sing whenever I used the damned potty and made a big fuss of it, I think I would still be wearing diapers now.

On another note, I discovered two amazing scents in Body Shop today (Body Shop always remind me of food, no thanks to the ingredients they use to make their products): peppermint and brandied apple. Unfortunately, the peppermint scent was only available as a foot cream and the brandied apple-essential oil for burning. If anyone could find me perfume with these scents (no, not both scents combined together) I'd love them forever!