Carter and the "ipot"

Because we can't forget funny moments like these....TMI warning, read at your own discretion. 

For you to fully understand the following, you have to know we are trying to by less "stuff" since coming home from Germany.  One item we decided we could do without is flushable wipes.  Let's just say folks are "adjusting" and requiring a little instruction.

Yesterday a friend told me her daughter was enjoying an app for her ipod touch that let her use it like a phone over wifi.  I decided to let our kids try it out.  I installed it on Carter's ipod and he thought it was so cool!  We talked about all the ways he could use it: when he wanted to ask his Dad to bring something home or when he has a question for me and I am somewhere else in the house, etc.  Later in the day the phone rings.  I answer it and hear "Hello, Mom.  I need you to come up and wipe me".  He was upstairs calling me from the toilet.  Not what I had in mind when I gave them the ability to reach out via wifi.  When Tim came home and heard the story he renamed Carter's "ipod" the "ipot".