It's been months since Alonzo finally agreed to use the potty.
For a while I deliberated on whether I should take on this project of stenciling on my toddler's underpants. "Seriously?", hubby blurted out after suggesting the idea.
But I simply couldn't help myself.
Since then he has been giving me a stay-out-of-my-underware-drawer-look. Paranoid much?