As I sit here at the computer desk of my sister's house (where I am living until we find a house to buy and relocate), in my PJ's, sipping my morning coffee, editing pictures and posting, my sis and I hear this at the top of the stairs:
(My 3 yr. old niece, Madi, was supposed to go change into her swimsuit so she could help wash the car)
Dad: Wha...huh...Ma...ohhhhh...Madi, what are you DOING?
Dad: Why are you wiping with you clothes?
Dad: You're not supposed to that. The whole reason I had you change was to NOT get your outfit dirty!
Dad: Now it's all dirty.
Madi: But you can wash it! Right Daddy?
Dad: My god! Who's daughter are you!
Oh the joy of having kids!