Daddy took the big kids to the pool by himself yesterday. I was busy dealing with a fussy baby at home so did not venture out to go. Upon his arrival he tells me the reason they left the pool only an hour or so after arriving.
Apparently, Kirsten (our 5 year old) had to go "potty". So daddy calls her over to him and asks "Do you need to pee pee or poo poo?" and Kirsten (bless her innocent self) announces in a very loud 5 year old voice:
"Well Daddy it is all mixed in up there (pointing to her belly). It is going to be a bad one! and it is going to smell awfully bad! I think we need to go home fast! I can't hold much longer!! (cue pee pee dance)"
Noah rushes both kids into the van and drives them home.
Not sure daddy will be taking the kids to the pool by himself any time soon :)