A present... for me?

*side note:  Porter is totally into potty words... he inserts pee and poop and fart into any sentence he possibly can.

Porter runs downstairs.
P:  Mom, you have a present!
Me:  I do?
P:  Yep peee peee!
Me:  Did you make it for me?
P: Nope.  Duncan did.

HAHAHAH!  I totally thought he had made some sort of concoction for me.  Turns out the puppy just piddled in the kitchen.