Daddy really liked it when I said "Happy Father's Day", so now I try it occasionally when he's upset with me. When I don't listen, and he's lecturing me, I say out of nowhere "Happy Father's Day Daddy." It doesn't seem to help.
Speaking of lectures, Mommy talks to me a lot about pooping on the potty. A LOT! So the other day, when I made poops in my pants, I told Daddy not to tell Mommy. When he asked why, I said "I don't like her talking."
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