Rowan's last chug of water before another night in the big-boy bed.
Before bath, Julie plunked him on the toilet.
"I no wanna go on da potty."
"Rowan, you know that boys who go on the potty get a treat."
"What tinda teat?"
"Chocolate."
And lo, a torrent of urine sprayed across the bathroom.
"Hold it down, buddy!" said Julie, pointing at the flailing fire hose.
Then there was much hooting and celebrating.
"I wanna totlate."
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