I CANT WAIT TO BE A DAD...

FOR SOME REASON IVE BEEN FINDING MYSELF RUNNING AROUND HOME DEPOT LATELY. I DONT KNOW WHY THAT IS BUT I ALWAYS NEED SOMETHING FROM THERE. SPRAY PAINT, SAND PAPER, WOOD, SCREWS, NAILS, HOOKS, ETC. I WAS IN THE MIDDLE OF LOOKING AT SPRAY PAINT AND MY TUMMY BEGAN TO RUMBLE LIKE CRAZY. I STARTED TO MAKE A DASH TO THE BATHROOM...YOU ALL KNOW THAT RUN/WALK DASH. THE ONE WHERE YOUR TRYING TO MAKE IT TO THE BATHROOM QUICK AS POSSIBLE BUT NOT MAKING IT NOTICEABLE TO EVERYONE ELSE. I MADE IT TO THE RESTROOM SAFE AND SOUND. THE REASON BEHIND THIS WHOLE STORY IS...I JUST FOUND ANOTHER REASON WHY I CANT WAIT TO BE A DAD...

THIS DAD AND HIS KID WALK INTO THE RESTROOM.  BY THE WAY..HIS SON IS ABOUT 9 OR 10 YEARS OLD. I DONT THINK THEY KNOW IM IN ONE OF THE STALLS EITHER. SO THE DAD SAYS "OKAY SON, GO PEE AND WHEN YOU DONE WASH YOUR HANDS AND WAIT IN THE STALL WITH ME SO WE CAN LEAVE TOGETHER." HIS SON PROCEEDS TO PEE, FINISH AND WALK INTO THE STALL. THEN I GET TO WITNESS FIRST HAND...ONE OF THE BEST CONVOS BETWEEN A DAD AND SON IVE EVER HEARD...

SON: DAD ARE YOU GOING POOP?

DAD: NO SON, IM NOT GOING POOP.

SON: YOUR POOP SMELLS DAD.

DAD: NO IT DOESNT, THATS SOMEBODY ELSE.

SON: DAD, I NEED TO GO POOP NOW.

DAD: NO YOU DONT, YOU JUST WENT PEE.

SON: BUT I FORGOT TO GO POOP AND NOW I HAVE TO POOP.

DAD: NO YOU DONT SON. YOU JUST WANT TO GO POOP BECAUSE YOU SEE YOUR DADDY GOING.

SON: MAYBE THATS WHY.

OH HOW I CANT WAIT TO BE A DAD. 

GEOFFREY.