Quint from the bathroom...
"Russell, do you want to look at my runny poo?"
Russell responds without hesitation...
"yeah!!"
He runs to the bathroom.
Then I hear Quint yell...
"mommy do you want to see my runny poo? Its really big!"
(I have learned being married to BK that poo is a point of pride to a man)
So I answer with hesitation, but tried to sound excited...
"sure, I'm coming"
As I walk to the bathroom BK smirks at me...and whispers
"it was all his idea to show you....I'm so proud"
In the bathroom Quint Russell and BK are hunched over the toilet examining the poo...
As I compliment Quint on such a great poo, I realize I live with a lot of testosterone....
And maybe someday I will need my own bathroom.
