Potty Training

Thanksgiving was filled with a wonderful visit with my brother Gene's family who I haven't seen in way too long! We filled each day with as much as we could with very little down-time, even in the bathroom! Guess from the following conversation who was most recently potty trained:

Scenario:

After a few raging games of Octopus (a family favorite in which blankets and pillows are strategically placed around the room and players have to hop from one to the other while another person who is the octopus tries to tag them making them also octopi until everyone has been assimilated into the cephalopod family), Leslie takes a bathroom break upstairs. The previous night's chili from Wendy's hadn't been sitting too well...when she hears *knock, knock, knock*

3 year-old William: Leslie...are you going poo-poo or tinkle??

Leslie: poo-poo William

William: Okay...pause

William: Don't forget to wash your hands!

It was all I could do to keep from falling off the toilet laughing. Thank heavens for helpful little reminders!