Yesterday I was trying to get ready to go somewhere and was in the bathroom brushing my teeth. Jeremiah followed me in and was playing with a largish truck. He was standing up, bent over with his hands on the truck pushing it at a slight jog. He was trying to run it under the toilet and while the truck fit under the curves of the toilet, Jeremiah's head did not. He stopped short, started to cry and came running to me...rubbing his forehead as tears streamed down his sweet face as he cried out, "I hurted my potty!!!!"
LOL
Several hugs and kisses later he was off and running! :)