Scene:  Will, Owen and I are in our backyard.  I'm sitting on top step of my deck, reading a book.  Owen is playing in the baby pool, and Will is standing behind me lost in deep thoughts.  Suddenly, Will interrupts the silence with This Statement.. 
Will: "Mommy, I just love pooping outside."
Me: "Um.. (putting book down)  Did you poop outside, honey?" 
W: "Yep!"
M:  "Sweetie, we don't poop outside, only animals poop outside.  Hold on, I'm going to get a bag.. (coming back with a bag) Okay baby, where's the poop?"
W: "Come on, mama!  I'll take you!" (he grabs my hand and pulls me into the yard while I, petrified of stepping on the poop, look a million directions at once).  Will Points up.  "There it is Mama!"
M: "Where??"
M: "Where??"
W:  "In the tree!"  Then his lips start twitching, as he's holding back a giant grin.
M:  looking at the tree, then back at William  "Will, are you making a joke?"  
W:  "Yep!"  
We both start cracking up.  My sweet Willy-nilly had me completely duped with his first practical joke.  Ahhh the love.
 

 
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