Tonight, just like any other night I sent Q to washroom. He wanted cheesies and obviously I used this opportunity to my advantage. GO MAKE PEE OR THERE ARE NO CHEESIES. He willingly obliges and then proceeds to exit the washroom like this:
Tighty whities over his head, dancing and singing ARRRRRRR! Me a pirate, ARRRRRRR! Me a pirate ARRRRRRR! Me a pirate His ear to ear grin shows how totally proud and amused Q is with himself. The trick is not to laugh too much or this incident will happen EVERY single time he goes to the washroom. If I send him about every hour or so, well you do the math!
So we had our little laugh, took a picture to remember the occasion and he sat down on the couch to eat cheesies.