We're finally at the starting line, our tank is full and our engine revved--let the potty race begin! This little dude has been in the works for well over a year and he's dying to burn some rubber. He was born from a crazy conversation about leprechauns and green poop, but has grown into the suave blue man that stands before you now. A true miraculous conception.
Lydia and I are beside ourselves about introducing you to our partner-in-crime, The Potty Rocker. We know this race is going to feel more like a cross-country road trip, but Potty Rockers never fret because slow and steady always wins.
Today we placed several orders for some serious potty swag and the books will hit the press soon. I think I spy a checkered flag in the distance--so sit tight friends, because we're about to put the pedal to the metal.
Rock out,
Nicole
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