*side note: Porter is totally into potty words… he inserts pee and poop and fart into any sentence he possibly can.
Porter runs downstairs.
P: Mom, you have a present!
Me: I do?
P: Yep peee peee!
Me: Did you make it for me?
P: Nope. Duncan did.
HAHAHAH! I totally thought he had made some sort of concoction for me. Turns out the puppy just piddled in the kitchen. 
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