Last week I left the little one at home with Papa and Uncle Paul. They were going to fix the tractor and do some work around the "farm" that really needed doing. Papa said that he needed a little helper so I went off to work without my little guy.
Now when I got home I guess I expected to see a little bundle of dirt come my way, but he also had a story to tell that went something like this:
Papa said he was working in the field and had to go to the bathroom, but didn't want to walk all the way up to the house . . . well, you know who saw what he was doing and said "Papa I want to do it too". Papa was all too ready to show him "just how it was done!" Papa said that he took down his pants and diaper and told him to aim for the tree. He then looked like he was pushing really hard with grunts and everything, but nothing came out. Then he said "This is really hard!"
When I came home he told me that he and Papa had "peed on the leaves! You should have seen the proud look on Papa's face!
