Monty is doing really well with the depositing poo/wee in loo or potty lark.
He has impressed me no end.
So it came as no surprise when I lifted him onto the loo and he balanced on his plastic make loo hole smaller adaptor thingy when he said :
''Mummy go away, I call you when I done. OKAY!''
OK I thought, normal for him to start to want a bit of privacy. I waited outside for his call, which of course came, and trotted in to assume my 'duties.'
I found him on the loo, pants and trousers flicked off from his ankles, slippers still attached, chewing on a Tampax.
Makes no sense to me?