Brenden: "Daddy's tooting!"
Me: "Cooking? Tooting?"
Brenden: "Tooting."
I look to Tim for clarification.
Tim: "Tooting."
Me: "Nice. Did daddy say excuse me?"
Brenden: "Yes. Excuse me."
Me: "Well, good."
Tim: "Daddy's going to go potty."
Brenden: "Okay! Bye! See you tomorrow!"
I was unaware that the simple matter of going potty was going to take all night. Thanks for informing me, Brenden. :)
This made me snort soda out my nose. Thanks a lot. ;)
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