Chloe wandered into our bathroom after Greg had showered and noticed something worth pointing out after he bent down, towel wrapped around his waist, to look for a razor or some lotion or someone in his vanity willing to wax his back.
Chloe: Daddy, I think your bum is broken!
Greg: Uh oh! Why do you think my bum is broken?
Chloe: There’s a big crack in it.
