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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" href="http://community.milwaukeemoms.com/utility/FeedStylesheets/rss.xsl" media="screen"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:slash="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/slash/" xmlns:wfw="http://wellformedweb.org/CommentAPI/"><channel><title>Poopy Conversations</title><link>http://community.milwaukeemoms.com/blogs/driving_miss_cranky/archive/2009/02/18/poopy-conversations.aspx</link><description>Yesterday, I had a poopy conversation with a friend. No, it wasn’t a bad conversation. In fact, I found it entertaining. It was a conversation that will only occur between two moms. We talked about potty training and how gross it all can be. Of course</description><dc:language>en</dc:language><generator>CommunityServer 2007 (Debug Build: 20423.869)</generator><item><title>re: Poopy Conversations</title><link>http://community.milwaukeemoms.com/blogs/driving_miss_cranky/archive/2009/02/18/poopy-conversations.aspx#673733</link><pubDate>Wed, 18 Feb 2009 17:42:20 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">e64a4f54-defc-48b4-bfc2-d0e748611994:673733</guid><dc:creator>Jeanne</dc:creator><description>&lt;p&gt;I had one child -- who shall remain nameless -- who took FOREVER to potty train, which meant I spent waaaaay too long in that phase of life and talked about it waaaaay too much. I think we read every book, both for parents and kids, on the subject, as well as watched videos, etc. Everyone in my family can still sing the song from one of them: &amp;quot;Yes, I'm going on the potty, potty. Yes, I'm going on the potty, potty. Yes, I'm going on the potty, potty now.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The worst. Now I'm going to be stuck with that song in my head the rest of the day!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But yes, you're right. Potty training is the great equalizer. &lt;/p&gt;
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