Gabey Poo, We Love You!

I worked this afternoon and had to attend Mass all by my lonesome. So now that 5 o'clock came around, it was time for Manny to go. He took Gabe, who currently "doesn't like Church" but alas, goes with us (we always go together, except today). I told him he could have a star, our current positive-reinforcement system that is working wonders, if he listened well and behaved. While I sat down to take in a TBS Sunday movie with Anna banana, I received a text from Manny.

Manny text: So of course as soon as the procession starts he says his poop is coming

My reply: LOL

Manny: We are currently in the Church bathroom, waiting for 'his poop to come in to the toilet'

Hope he finishes before the Gospel!