On His Face

Car ride home from Kelly's. All three of us in car.

Me: "Did you notice I took his poo diaper out to the curb with the garbage this morning?"

Daddy: "No I hadn't. That's great though. It's insane how bad the poop diapers are in the heat. They're contained in the garbage pail but when I open it then it's like whoosh and just hits me in the face."

Declan: "You had poop on your face? All over your face? Daddy like poops on his face. Daddy likes poop."

Me and Daddy: trying desperately to stifle  our laughter.

Declan: "Why is that funny? Daddy likes poop on his face."

Now I'm concerned this is going to come up in conversation sometime. 

Children.