Brighton and I were playing a "I try to catch you game" where I'm sitting in the computer chair by the dining room table. She runs between me and the table and I try to catch her. Much hilarity always ensues. After a one of her runs, she pauses, and says, "Sorry Dad" When I ask why, she says, "Sorry Dad, I need to go potty, but I'll play with you when I'm done". So glad she's considerate of my needs.
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