Sydney got a little tent for Christmas. At first, she was kind of afraid of it, so we folded it up and put it away for awhile. Last weekend, I got it out again, and she LOVED it. She loves to run in through the door and then out the window and around to the door again. The problem is that she doesn't realize that the window isn't a door and she gets her foot caught on the bottom of the window every time. But she still loves it.
Tonight I was trying to get her to change into her PJ's when she ran into the tent and just stood there in the middle of it. Some grunting then followed.
I peaked into the tent. "Are you pooping in there?" I asked.
"Yeah," she said.
"Does it smell bad in there?" I asked.
"Yeah," she said.
Henceforth, the tent shall be known as the Poo Hut.
Hmmmm....maybe we should put the potty in there....