So last night I am cleaning the litter box. Up walks my little two year old daughter Lucie.
"What are you doing Daddy?" she asks.
"I'm cleaning the poo poo out of the litter box, Honey," I reply.
Her eyes open wide with amazement. "You can poo poo in there!" she gasps.
After suppressing my laughter, I reply, "No, Honey, only kitty cats poo poo in the litter box."
No matter how bad of a day you have had, that would make everything better.