I admit it. It is all my fault. If it wasn’t for me this wouldn’t have happened. What happened you may ask? Let me set up the story first.
We are playing baseball (okay not really baseball but baseball with a tennis racket and ball) and I am on the pitchers mound striking out batter after batter (okay not really striking anyone out). Off to me left I hear laughter and a sound of disbelief and surprise.
Are they super impressed with my awesome baseball skills? No my daughter is off to the side of the baseball field peeing on the grass. Or more accurate peeing on her pants.
I admit it. I am a horrible father who showed my daughter the joys of peeing out in mother nature. I admit it part of me was a little bit proud at her audacity and gumption. But it is all my fault.
All my fault my daughter is so awesome. Pee away little girl. Pee away. Just not on your pants next time.