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Dry as a bone

Iain came through around five in the morning and like he has been doing the last few days declared that he needed the toilet (too-car). Without further ado, Keith removed the nappy, and much to his surprise it was dry. And that after a long night's sleep. It certainly does seem like Iain is beginning to understand this potty training malarkey.

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