Jay shared this one with me. It happened last night while I was working.

We let Ethan watch some bedtime TV before it's lights out. So Ethan was in his room watching cartoons and Jay was downstairs watching his own shows. He hears Ethan running around upstairs and yells up to him "Ethan! Get back in bed!" The running around stops for about 15 minutes, then he hears it again. This time Jay is mad. He storms up the stairs, turns off the TV and tells Ethan that he is only allowed out of bed if he has to pee.

As Jay is walking away, Ethan says, "what about if I have to poop?" Jay doesn't answer him, because this is typical Ethan. Ethan is one of those kids that just doesn't know when to keep quiet.

So that's last night. This afternoon, Jay picks Ethan up from my sisters house and Ethan said "Daddy? You never answered me yesterday. I asked you what I was supposed to do if I had to poop." Now mind you, Jay is sick with a really bad cold (swine flu?) so he just wasn't in the mood so he says to Ethan "Sorry, I forgot." Ethan's response? "You forgot what? That I had a butt?"