An Ode to the Commode

I was tidying the kitchen up when I asked Kaia to go sit on the potty. Generally she'll start hollering at me if I don't arrive in her presence at the exact moment when she is done doing her business...so when she had been on the toilet for some time and hadn't started hollering, I got suspicious. I turned off the kitchen sink and heard a lovely little strain coming from the bathroom--she was singing with all of her heart, as sweetly as she could, about the toilet.

I listened for a little bit (I was trying not to wet myself) and then decided I needed to applaud such a lovely song about the toilet.

I opened the door, and this is what I found:

She was waving the toilet paper holder ever so gracefully that it seemed the toilet paper fluttered like a flag. It truly was an ode to her commode.