Harper has been amazing with potty training. Until this week, she has had few accidents, and the ones she has are usually due to a refusal to stop playing to go potty. As Tate reflected, it's like when we have to pee during a good conversation: if you leave, the flow is disrupted and can't be restored. Indeed.
Any-who, in light of the awesomeness Harper has been, Tate and her went to get big-kid underwear today (none of the extra padding in the crotch area). Upon her return, a proud Harper walks in with her bag of big-kid underwear ready to show off:
Me: Are these boxer briefs?
Tate: Those are more for me.
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They don't really look like his size.
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