After waking up from her nap this afternoon, Big Bear accompanied her everywhere she went. Including to the potty. Big Bear apparently even went potty. Number two. And when they both finished their business, she brought him downstairs and started to play with him. Making sure he sat with her in the sunroom.
A few minutes later, she announced, “Big Bear smells.” “He does?” I asked. “Big Bear prouted.” For those of you not in the know, a “proute” is a fart in French. And to emphasize the gravity of the situation, she exclaimed, “Big Bear stinks!”
Other than Big Bear having issues with flatulence, we had a very nice Father’s Day. It was relaxing, and while we didn’t make it to the pool, we had fun together.
We bought some books for the girls. Chloe has been reading Roald Dahl’s “The Witches” since early this afternoon. It’s more than 200 pages long, and she is almost finished with it. Needless to say, we haven’t heard much from Chloe’s mouth since about 1 pm. It’s now after 8 pm. I’ve always loved books, but I am now starting to have a totally new appreciation for them.