Trevor followed me into the bathroom this morning. When I told him that I just needed to get dressed, he said, "Good, then you can open the d (breath) oor, and then you can get me a sn (breath) ack."
The way he said it was pretty funny.
I got him a poptart, and I learned an important lesson. The icing on a poptart fresh from the toaster is blistering hot. Don't touch it.
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