Last night after another rousing night of GA's, I took the girls whose parents are in choir out to the playground for childcare. This is a weekly task. Twin #2, who is just too cute for words these days (and who apparently now speaks German), usually runs over and gives me a hug. So last night, I collected my hug from Twin #2, and started back into the church when I heard a little boy yell, "[Charley] is peeing on the fence!"
Sure enough. We sent over the male childcare worker to collect him, then [Charley] got to have a talk with Mrs. Elizabeth, the childcare coordinator. When she started to fuss at him, he looked up at her with his pure, innocent blue eyes and said, "But my daddy does it on the golf course!"
What do you say to that? At least this guy wouldn't have a problem with it.