“Honey! What’s this?” Heather called from the back of the house. Charlie and Danielle went to investigate, so Ella tagged along behind them and peaked into the room. Sitting atop the bed amongst the pile of clothes, was a small colorful chair of some sorts.
“Oh, that’s the portable commode you asked me to get.” Charlie said matter of factly.
“This isn’t a portable commode, this is a training potty.” Heather said, raising her eyebrows.
“Yeah, you said we needed to work on that with her.” Charlie said. “So I got a training toilet.”
“This is for toddlers.” Heather said stifling a laugh. “I think she’ll be too big for this. I meant the medical commode, the pink thing with the rails so you can move it.”
“They wanted over a hundred bucks for that. Seemed awfully expensive for a temporary problem. “ Charlie said. “That was ten.”