With no one home but me,
Caleb stripped naked and wandered around the house.
I called to him at intervals,
Asking if he wanted to go potty.
Finally I heard the eager footsteps run to the right room,
And I followed,
Only to find that he was running out again,
A tiny swatch of toilet paper in his hand,
Eager to help mop up
The puddle
On the chair,
Running down onto the floor.
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