Bun came in from playing at the playground to tattle on Pookie and we had this exchange:
"Mommy, Pookie took my bike and I wanted to use it!"
"Oh, I'm sorry he took your bike. Do you want to ride your scooter instead?" I suggested.
"No. I want to ride my bike not my scooter," he insisted.
Me detecting something not-so-fresh, "Bun, did you have an accident?"
"Mommy, before I answer that, I have a question."
"Oh?" knowing full-well now what the answer is.
"If I did poop in my pants, would I be done?" (meaning done for the day playing outside).
HAHAHAHA! little stinker.
I give him points for cleverness.
I made him clean it all up by himself so he could go back out and play.