I go home and eat lunch with my husband and daughter every day. Usually I say good-bye to both of them so she knows when I'm leaving, but today I just kissed my husband and ran out because I was in a hurry. He sent me an email that said that she was walking around the house looking for me, and that she thought I was in the bathroom. Per my husband...

"I was getting laundry ready and she took me by the hand to the bathroom door and was like "Daddy! Fishy won't come with us!" so I opened and the door and was like,"Fishy's not here; she went back to work, see," So she give me this look like she doesn't believe me then walks over to the toilet and lifts up the lid and looks inside and cheerfully says, "Oh ok!""