So as I'm literally half asleep this morning going pee I noticed we have NO back-up toilet paper. Just a smidge left on the roll! EEK.
Samantha (6) is waiting for me to finish so she can go. I tell her not to use much tp (good mom) as we have hardly any left and Molly probably needs to go yet.
"We have another roll!", she proclaims.
"What??? Where???", I ask. I know she's mistaken, but being the good mom I am I go along with her confused state of mind.
She pulls me out to the living room and points to the tree in front of our house.