Apparently while I was at work this morning, there was a point when the line for the bathroom was backing up. Nathan was in "emergency" stage and it was looking like he was going to have a long time to wait. So, Brad told him to just go do his business off the back porch. Well, the door was locked in a way that he couldn't open it so, being the three year old that he is, he just used the front porch instead. I wonder how many people drove by laughing -- or disgusted.
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