Today, after getting up, Aidan notices a pigeon had left a deposit on his water table. He yelled in from the balcony:
A: Daddy, what’s this?
D: That’s bird poop!
Aidan looked at me oddly, came in, gathered a few letters from his magnetic letter board and put them in my hands.
A: Daddy, now you have word poop on you!
D: No, Aidan, I said “Bird poop” not “Word poop”
A: < descends into toddler breakdown >