Kid was screaming in the middle of the night last night.
Picked him up out if the crib, sat down in a chair, he buried his head into my chest and went right to sleep.
A warm feeling then came over me...
Pee. The kid was peeing on me. That was the warmth.
In his mind, my son was finished eating last night, so he started digging thru his bib pocket (that catches food so he can try again later) & found an old morsel of some kind.
He then proceeded to throw it across the table...
& into my bowl.
"Babe, there's something I need to tell you...
Something that's been weighing on me for some time and I just need to get off my chest."
You haven't brushed your teeth today, have you?
"Look, I'm really sorry."
"Hi, it's me again. No need to cancel that credit card. However, if the authorities need my toddler to come serve time over the weekend, I can arrange that."