02.08.09
Random Cuteness
We were having lunch at the Garden Cafe when nature called for Beck.
We went into the bathroom and as usual Beck told me to leave. Appearently, 3 year olds want to gather their thoughts and meditate when pooing.
Soon I heard , “Daddy?”
I walked in and heard, “Daddy!! I went poo-poo!! Yea!!! I love you!!”
