Poop came out!

This is what Elizabeth hollers from the toilet when she wants someone to come and help her wipe her butt on the toilet. She has been self-sufficient up to this point for a long, long time now, and this cry from the bathroom is an extremely, um, regular occurence chez Long.

But today is a day to remember because when the call came from the bathroom for some parental assistance, I walked around the corner from the kitchen and saw Elizabeth playing in the dining room with Parker. It was Miranda who called it out today, the first time she has ever done so. She was so casual about the whole thing.