save the drama for your... preschool teacher

I heard her wailing and crying.

She was sitting on the potty. Perched on the big toilet, feet swinging free.

One hand gripping the potty seat and the other clutching a fist full of rocks.

"I tee-teed the rock!", she wailed.

I took a peek down into the bowl, fearing the worst.
She had dropped a rock down into the water below. That was all.
Oh, the drama.

While the rock was fished out with a toilet brush, she continued to cry...
Interrupting herself mid-moan, clasping her hands to face, exclaiming, "Oh no! I sad. I so sad!"