Troy: “Gammy, we don’t poop in the woods.”
Gammy:
“I wasn’t planning to.”
Troy:
“Good, we don’t poop in the woods. We poop in the potty.”
Gammy:
“That’s correct.”
Troy:
“A dog does, but we don’t.”
Me:
“Yeah, Mom, you remember that the next time you’re tempted to poop in the
woods. We don’t do it.”
Gammy:
“I wasn’t planning to!”
Me:
“Good, don’t do it.”

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