While Heather was putting Our Son to bed, I put dinner away:
H: Where is that food that was on the stove? Did you put it away?
H: Really, Honey? Wow – Nice honey! Good job.
M: (puzzled) ????
H: (serious) Is there a lid on the container?
I walk away in disgust as she checks the fridge.
H: Wow, honey. A lid too? That is so awesome.
I feel as though I used the potty chair for the first time.