(the other kids say cool things, too...just never in the right time/place for me to remember & blog about it!)
So, Luke told me he had to poop. I said okay, he went into the bathroom, and I proceeded to forget all about it. Because my attention span sucks. Some time later, I hear what I think is bickering in the playroom. From my trusty chair, I ask, "Are you guys fighting in there?" No answer. Then I hear a muffled call from the bathroom: "Moooo-oooommmmm! I'm ready! I done pooping!" Oh yeah, Luke's on the pot. Cam's alone in the playroom.
I go in there and he says, in typical serious Lukey style, "You know how many time I tell you I ready to be wiped?"
Guess he told me. Guess someone likes to imitate Scolding Mommy, too.
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