New Kinds of Conversation

You can tell things have changed around our house when my husband and I have a conversation that goes like this:

Hubs: Babe, I changed Toph's diaper.

Me: Thanks babe! Was there poop in there?

Hubs: Yes, and a lot of pee.

Me: Oh, good. What color was it?

Hubs: Dark green.

Me: The poop or the pee?

Hubs: The poop.

Me: Hmm. Interesting.


And that's the kind of conversation that has filtered its way in to our daily repartee. We didn't mean for it to happen; it just kind of comes with the territory of being parents.