Aletheia: Daddy, you need to get up. Amiens took off his diaper.
Me: Ok, I’m getting up. [you know what’s coming]
Me: Aletheia, did Amiens poop in his diaper?
And the way that she said “yeah” portrayed exactly the mix of resignation and horror that I was feeling at the moment.
Aletheia: Daddy, come meet Birdie.
Me: Who’s Birdie?
Aletheia: She’s a girl who’s attached to a boy.
Me: That sounds terrible.
Aletheia: No, no, no. They’re just friends.
Aletheia: I don’t want to go.
Me: Neither did the Doctor, but he still had to regenerate.
Aletheia: [blank stare]