UPDATE AT BOTTOM OF PAGE
i'm way behind on photography work, so josh let me sit down at the computer to get some editing done after dinner. here's what i just heard:
josh (as he walks into the bathroom to help jack): izzy, what are you doing in here?
izzy: i helping jack.
josh: what did you do?
izzy: i wipe jack's bottom.
josh (under his breath): oh wow.
(to izzy): what did you use?
josh: your hand?!?
jack: no, she used tolwet paper.
we're hoping jack's right but as i type, josh is administering a thorough disinfection protocol in the bathtub. and he's wearing a hazmat suit.
(note to self: #1 item of importance on tomorrow's to-do list? teach jack to wipe his own hiney.)
UPDATE (this is what i can hear going on upstairs in the bathroom):
abby: daddy, will you bury me when i die?
josh: why are you asking that?
abby: i'm just wondering.
josh: well that makes me really sad. but yes, if i'm still alive, i'll bury you.
abby: in the back where the chipmunks are? (we've had a very busy cat)
josh: no honey, i wouldn't bury you in the back yard.
abby: oh. (thinking, thinking...) i would get to be in the front yard?!?