Last night, I saw my little toddle-monster put something in
his mouth. I asked, “DJ, what’s in your
mouth?” In one swift motion, he spit into his hands, put them behind his back,
and without missing a beat, looked me in my eyes and said, “What mouth??” I think I died for a good five minutes. All I could do was stare at him. I couldn’t utter a word.
He keeps me laughing.
Half the time, it next to impossible to keep myself composed. This video is the talk we had before I put
him on some big boy pants for the day. It
was supposed to be a simple conversation that we have had many times previously.
“Where are you supposed to pee?”
“In the toilet.”
“In the toilet.”
This time, it wasn’t so simple.
Enjoy!