So yesterday me, Maddox, and Cruz spent the afternoon playing in the backyard in the GORGEOUS weather! Maddox was running through the grass when I noticed him stop, bend down, and start inspecting something..."poo-poo", he said. Yep, he noticed a "yucky" gift left behind from our dog. David picks it up most of the time, but Maddox found one.
I screamed at him to get away and said, "Tell your Daddy when he gets home, he needs to go pick up the poo-poo".
30-45 minutes later, I was feeding Maddox his dinner in the kitchen when David walked in from work. Instead of Maddox's usual excited "DAAAADDEEEE", he immediately remembered my instructions and said, "da-da, dare poo-poo...poo-poo dada" and pointed outside! I could not believe he understood me and remembered to tell him! Too funny!!