Taking Care of Business

About 30 minutes after we'd put Cael to bed we found him on the toilet, light on, pants off, magazine in hand.

Allie: Hey, Buddy. Whatcha doing?
Cael: Pooping. [goes back to reading]

I sat down and kept him company while he finished up. He noticed my nose was peeling and got very concerned.

Cael: Mama, what's that white stuff?
Allie: I got a sunburn at the beach. An owie from the sun.
Cael: I didn't get an owie from the sun.
Allie: Because you were good and put sunscreen on. Mama didn't.
Cael: Mama, you need sunscreen. I'll remind you. I'll tell you.
Allie: Thanks, Buddy. That's really nice of you.
Cael: Next time we go to the beach, I'll remind you you need sunscreen. I'll take care of you, Mama. Don't worry.