Tonight at dinner Rachel said she needed to go potty, which she did, quite independently, I might add (hooray!). When she was finished I told her she needed to come back to the table to eat her dinner. She told us, in no uncertain terms, that she, um, needed to do something else in the potty.
"Great!" I told her. "Go ahead!"
"Okay," Daddy said, simultaneously. "Go to town!"
Rachel replied, frustrated, and in all seriousness, "No, Daddy, I don't want to go to town! I want to stay home!"
(If it hadn't been so darn funny, she would've gotten in trouble for talking to her Daddy that way....but we were too busy laughing! I was crying, I was laughing so hard!)
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