Daddy's girl

This is a post about poop.  Don't worry, I'm not going to describe bowel movements, Tabetha's or anyone else's.  And there won't be any pictures!  This is a post about the fact that Tabetha loves her father more than she loves me.

Sure, when she's tired she wants her mommy, and after a couple hours with daddy she starts to miss me.  That's nice and all, don't get me wrong.

The true test however.  The reason I know she favours her paternal parent over the one who carried her around for 9 months and all that?

She saves her poops.  She waits until 10 minutes after Chris goes to bed, or 15 minutes before he gets home from work, or - my personal favourite - until he's JUST gotten in the shower after being with her for the past two hours.  THEN she poops.

So not fair.