While Tyler and I were watching TV,
I got up to go to the bathroom.

—
Tyler: Daddy, where are you going?

Me: I have to go pee-pee.

Tyler: You go pee-pee?

Me: Yes. I’ll be right back okay?

When I got back and sat by the couch;

Tyler: Daddy. You go pee-pee in the potty?

Me: Yes, I did.

Tyler: Good job, Daddy. Good job.
(as he nods and taps me on the head)
—

You know what’s really weird?

After that assessment from Tyler,
I feel like I deserve a treat.

So I got up and got me a cookie.

Isn’t that bizarre?