The most terrible thing just happened in the bath. One minute I was happily playing away by myself, the next I saw some poo on the bottom of the bath. I got such a shock! I instantly thought I have to get out of here! and lifted my foot up and tried to get myself out, while at the same time shrieking out for Mummy and yelling, 'potty! potty!'. I was so mortified. Mummy came and lifted me out and put me on the potty and I cried, 'Sorry, Okkar...sorry, Okkar'. I was so upset. I cried until I was dried off and dressed in my pyjamas and went to listen to stories with Oskar. He didn't seem to mind that I'd pooed in his bath, so I felt much happier. But I did lie in bed for a while calling out, 'Sorry, Okkar,' anyway.