PARENTING WIN

Mags: "TUCK! COME HERE! Look at what is on the front door!"

Tuck and Mags: reading silently, followed by boisterous laughter 

Then, without warning, Tuck turned and ran back up the stairs. I didn't know what was happening. Was he upset? Going to the bathroom from laughing so hard? Forget to change his underwear? 

Me: "Tuck, what's the matter? You okay?"

Tuck: (from his room) YEAH! I just have to clean up my Legos, like Hurricane said to do."

Me: fist pump 

Cute puppy for the win!