“I don’t need to go poop. My turds are still sleeping.”
We were talking with Wrigley in the car tonight about being in charge. I told him he was in charge of his body and telling it what to do. He asked what "in charge" meant, so I said that means you make the rules. To which he responded,
“No, you make the rules, Momma.”
“Momma, when I take Duffy Bear to school with me and I miss you, I just hug Duffy Bear and it’s ok.”
“When daddy is done with school and I tell him to play with me, he has to play with me.”