So last night my wife and I were hanging out. My daughter had gone to the bathroom and all of a sudden I hear the toilet flush and then I hear her going upstairs. So that is suspicious as a parent. You have to go investigate. So I go and I say, uh, baby, where are you going? She goes up to my room to put my jammies on. I'm like, what happened? Because they never want to get ready for bed. Go put your jammies on, brush your teeth. You're doing this on your own. Something's going on. Yeah, she goes, I'm going to go put my jammies on. I said, what happened? I said, you get some in your pants. She goes, no, I said, are you lying to me? She goes, no, I'm not lying. I'm downstairs looking up at her. She pulls her pants down, turns around and shows me her butthole. How did it look? Just to prove. I said, all right, we're good. As soon as I saw her like turning around and like bent over now, but oh yeah, she showed you. Yeah. She was like, told you dad. Can't call me a liar. That's parenthood folks.