The war was long and bloody (actually, watery), but in the end, they wore us down by sheer persistence. Despite leaping and prancing adults snatching them, time and again, from the potty environs, the twins achieved their goal. They put their little heads together, and discovered our
Achilles' heel. The little geniuses realized that we were much, much less careful about lowering the master potty's master-lid, since we count on the bedroom door to do its job and stay closed. Not anymore, we don't.
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