Ahhh... the moment that every parent knows will happen and dreads. We all went out to eat over the weekend. Shortly after we were done eating, Duke excused himself from the table (if you know what I mean). Not long after that, McKenna crawled out of the booth and informed me that she'd be right back.
"Oh really?" I asked. "And where do you think you're going?"
"I'm going to go check on Daddy," she said. I explained to her that "Daddy is somewhere where you can't check on him right now."
"IS HE ON THE POTTY?"
Amidst several snickers, I replied, "Yes, honey. He's on the potty."
It was bound to happen someday, right?
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