Pivacy

Today, when Elijah had been surprisingly quiet, I went back to his room to check on him. When i did not see him, I called out, "Elijah, Where are you?"

"I'm in the bathroom." I heard his muffled voice answer. Then I found that not only had he closed the door, but locked it.

After I pointed out this fact, Elijah said, "I need some pivacy. It's stinky."

I laughed out loud at this response.

A few minutes later we hear him calling for us, "Daddy, I pooped," followed by the click of a switch and the bathroom fan turning on. Got to love these little moments.