Yesterday I took Noah to tee tee in a public restroom. He is not tall enough to stand and go without a stool, so I just support him under his arms and let him stand on the rim. He started to go and then started dancing so he could watch his stream “dance.” I told him to stop, but he was having such a good time that he either didn’t hear me, or simply chose to ignore me. In a very stern voice I said, “Stop it, Noah.” He did indeed stop and then asked me, “Why you talking like a dinosaur?”
Laura’s kids are cracking me up!