The scene, the same as it is every single weekday: We are walking in the back door from school. I unlock the door, Cole walks in followed immediately by Tate, and then I step inside. Barley (our lab mix) is headed out the door to potty. Tate always closes the door after her.
Tate to Barley: Ba. La-da. (translation: Barley, outside.)
Barley runs out, Tate begins to close the back door.
Cole to Tate: Wow, Tater, I didn't know you spoke Dog!
So sweet!
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