C and I get a big fat F.
We were out shopping for some items for P2 when we came across a great little booster seat. Quick discussion between us, and we agreed that it would be a good time to pick one up, you know… just to have it for when L.A. is ready.
We made a couple other stops along the way and unloaded all our goods into the dining room when we got home. L.A. was so excited about his new booster seat, he started dragging it all over the house to sit in wherever he could.

So cute, right? Yeah, except it’s a POTTY, not a booster seat, and neither of us realized it until L.A. came running into the kitchen with the bowl part of it in his hand.
Oy.
by Crista
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