This morning, Greyson and I wake up and Zack's still asleep. G and I come out to the living room and I set him down and walk to the door to peek outside where I find Zack's slippers looking very guilty next to a very yucky mud pile. I did not clean it up, because let's face it - that's just how girls operate. We want you to admit your screw-ups and we enjoy making you do so.
So when Zack woke up I asked him what happened fully prepared to give him That Look. He said it looks like his slippers pooped.
Boys.
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