We all have been given special gifts...

by God and sometimes we just need to suck it up and accept them graciously.

scene: Dinner time at our house. This scene plays itself out the exact same every single night. We eat dinner at 5:00p. At 5:30p every night Oliver excuses himself from the table and goes to the bathroom to take a poo. every night. And then every night Oliver calls Bob from the dinner table to come wipe his butt. There is no variation in this scenario. And I admit, that I encourage none.

Oliver: Daaaaaaaaaad! Could you come wipe my butt?!
Bob: Are you serious?! Why?! Why can't you wipe your butt?
Oliver: Because. I neeeeed you!
Bob: But why does it have to be me?! Why can't Mommy come wipe your butt?!
Oliver: (clearly confused.) But. It's your job.
Bob: How is that my job?!
Oliver: (exasperated.) Because you are the Buttwiper!

yeah. so get to work.
hee hee. Buttwiper.