(Dad note: I have no idea if this is actually what Maile was thinking since, well, she still doesn’t really talk. I’m just making assumptions here…)
Maile: Daddy, doesn't this look just like the places where Woof Woofs go potty? Daddy: Um, I suppose so.
Maile: See Daddy, I'm just like a woof woof! Daddy: Yikes.
Maile: All done! Daddy: If you start making us take you outside to go potty, your mother is going to kill me...
