WARNING: you may find this post a slight bit offensive...deal with it.

Rory has made great strides in her war on poopy pants. Two days in a row she has anticipated the need and made it to the toilet in plenty of time.

Yesterday morning she was going potty and had a little gas. Thinking that maybe she needed to sit on the toilet a little longer I asked her about it. She replied, "Mom, I didn't fart. I just had a bubble in my butt and I popped it in the toilet."