Its waaaay past bedtime and we are wrestling to get the kids in bed. They have been playing with our foam alphabet set (a toy which I brought downstairs to take to donation months ago, but they have played more with this than almost any other toy we have in the house...so it stayed!) and I've asked them to put them away and go upstairs.
The girls have obliged, but Grady is dawdling. Then he simply starts to walk towards the stairs. I said "wait a minute buddy, what did I just ask you to do?"
He slowly walks back with his head hung and starts to put the letters away.
I asked where he was going.
He answered, "poop" and then starts to squirm.
"What" I asked?
"Mommy, I have to go poop," he answered.
"Well then go" I replied! (Can't argue with that now can I???)
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