another day in the neighborhood -7-10

So we are currently in the midst of potty training. So there is a lot of talking about potty going on.

The last night Tom and Jack were in the bathroom. Jack had been in a pull up and doing pretty well. From the bathroom I overhear this conversation.

Poo-poo goes in the potty! Not in your pants, not on the floor! In the potty!!. Tom
Poo-poo goes in the potty?? ~Jack
That's right, poo-poo potty. Not pants, not floor. Where does poo-poo go?
Poo-poo goes in the potty.

It's Friday night and we are hanging out at home. I have been with the boys all day and been a good mom, we went to the park and the mall, and I played with them all day so I am currently being hands off while Daddy takes point. Meanwhile I cannot help laughing.

Tom is playing with the dog and the rope, he accidentally pops Ryan in the face. Ryan immediately begins screaming. Jack goes over to the dog and preceeds to tell her
"NOT NICE CASEY, you go Time out."