Last evening while we were on our way to dinner, Thaddeus said he was having a tummy-ache; hus rushed him to the toilet. He waited a little to know ... No poo-py. He was a little hopping mad, thinking he had been tricked.
Having activated his sweat mechanism, hus couldn't reason to himself that the child was also fooled by his budding understanding of nature calls.
Hus
scolded him and Thad cried a bit. Thad told me this, "papa angry (with) Thaddeus."
Then we talked a bit, he didn't want to apologise. Then he stopped crying, he calmed down and was happy again; he said "I want papa (to have a) happy face."
I asked him if he want to apologise then, he nodded saying "sorry papa..."
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