Diabetes Information

(Received from MaritDW)
My three-year-old son had a lot of problems with potty training; and
I was on him constantly.
One day we stopped at Taco Bell for a quick lunch in between
errands. It was very busy, with a full dining room. While enjoying
my taco, I smelled something funny, so of course I checked my seven
month old daughter, and she was clean. Then I realized that Matt
had not asked to go potty in a while, so I asked him, and he said
“No.”
I kept thinking, “Oh My, that child has had an accident and I don’t
have any clothes with me.” Then I said, “Matt, are you sure you did
not have an accident?” “No,” he replied. I just knew that he must
have had, cause the smell was getting worse.
So, I asked one more time, “Matt, did you have an accident?”
This time, with a little smirk on his face, he jumped up, yanked

down his pants, bent over and spread his cheeks and yelled
“See MOM, IT’S JUST GAS!!”
While 100 people nearly choked to death on their tacos, he calmly
pulled up his pants and sat down to eat his food as if nothing had
happened.
I was mortified! But some kind elderly people made me feel a lot
better, when they came over and thanked me for the best laugh they
had ever had!!!

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