Tonight, Dan and I took Anja to a park. After a bit, she needed to use the bathroom. Dan volunteered to take her to the biffy. It was her first time. A momentous occasion, obviously.
Upon their return, Dan mentioned that she refused to use the regular toilet inside and asked to use the urinal. Who could blame her really? Dan acquiesced and held her up so she could use it.
Suddenly he heard the hard to mistake plunking sound of a no-longer-constipated toddler relieving herself.
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