As soon as I went to go pee, Radcliffe starts screaming my name. He has perfect timing, that one. I finished and went into the living room and asked him what was so important. This is our conversation:
Radcliffe: What were you doing?
Me: I had to go pee.
Radcliffe: UGH. Did you have to go in the bathroom??
Me: Well, of course.
Radcliffe: (clearly disgusted) Ugh, why don’t you just go squat in the yard and let the pee come out of your butt, like the rest of us?
W.T.F. Clearly I am doing a great job as a mom.