Peytne was following me closer than my own shadow (yes its possible) this morning while I was making lunch for the big kids. The mayonnaise bottle squirted and made “that” noise and Peytne says (with a very shocked/concerned expression) “OH!!! *her hands even went up to her face for dramatic effect* MOMMY!! POTTY?? Mommy have to go potty/???” as she points to my butt…..