This conversation just happened:
Po: "Uh, Mommy, I think we need to wash the remote."
Me: "Why? What happened?"
Po: "I kinda got some chocolate on it."
For some reason, his chocolate cake was on the table and floor rather than his plate.
Po: "But don't worry. I already licked like half of it off."
Me: "Fantastic. Thanks."
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