So, last week Theo had diarrhea for three days. It was so bad that he was messing his underwear. This was upsetting him. Thinking quickly, I offered him panty liners as a possible solution. I explained that it would keep his underwear clean, that all we had to do was change the pad. He seemed to like the idea cause he agreed. So, I sat a stack of them on the back of the toilet for easy use.

Hubby sends me the following email at work:

From Theo, sitting on the toilet:

"Hey! My diarrhea is Done! ... Don't wipe my butt. And take those pads away so they don't bother me."

Nice looking turd he popped out, too.