Last night before bedtime Bailey was laying on the floor reading a book about scoops and diggers (his current obsession). All of the sudden he jumps up and starts running toward the front door...he got about halfway through the dining room and stops and cocks his head and says "What's that noise? I just heard somepin!" Usually when he goes through this routine, the next step is to run full out to the front door and start barking, yes barking. Tonight though, when I said "What is it, Bailey? What did you hear?" He looks at me and says "oh nevermind, Mommy. It's just my poop comin." I said "what?" (because I couldn't possibly have heard correctly) and he said "that noise was just my poop comin." Like duh. I said "do you need to go upstairs and go poop?" and he looks at me like I'm an idiot and says "yes, Mommy. That sound was my poop coming."
Oh. My. Goodness.
1 comment:
Never a dull moment...bigbro
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