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What?  You mean you didn't potty train your child while she was fully-clothed and holding a pan intending to make "crazy-dillas?"

Oh, I guess that just happens in our house.

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  1. UnknownApril 14, 2011 at 10:31 AM

    Love it! I hope that they learn quickly with very few accidents! I'll keep my fingers crossed for you.

    In our house we call them "Cheesydillas".

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  2. UnknownApril 15, 2011 at 12:49 PM

    Not having any other frame of reference, I'll just assume this is actually the way to potty-train a kiddo :)

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