Piggysnoot

Today I found myself stranded on the toilet with no toilet paper. (Thanks for that one, Mom.) Nora was in the room with me…because I’ll be damned if that kid ever misses a chance to witness someone else going to the bathroom. You’ve never seen someone so excited to watch someone else take a pee. Or in the case of today, a poop. So as I was saying…I was stranded on the toilet. We had just returned from the store (where we had purchased toilet paper). But in my haste to get to the bathroom I didn’t grab it. Of course I would have brought it with me if I had known that I was completely and totally out…as in my mom didn’t even save me a measly sheet or two. Luckily Nora followed directions beautifully to go get me the package of TP from the grocery bag on the kitchen table. Can you believe it?! She’s not even two. I figure at this rate, by the time she’s three she’ll have herself a paying job. Maybe at IGA. Lord knows she practically runs that place already anyhow.