What's your excuse?

Ah, Jerry! My little man. I love his reasoning and logic in life. He epitomizes the mind of a 3-year-old. He is quite the optimist, that one. He has began coming up with excuses and logical explanations for his behavior and actions. For instance, just the other night, he wet the bed. As JT was up getting ready for work, Jerry figured he'd pop and give him a quick hi and I love you to see him off. As he runs into the kitchen, he smiles widely and says "hi, daddy!" JT turns and responds, "hey buddy...are your pants wet? Did you pee your pants?" Jerry then says, "Yeah." JT, "Why didn't you tell us?" Jerry then responds, quite coolly as if JT had a third eye, 'Uh, because my shirt's dry." JT explains that it is still pee and he has to tell us. Jerry still says, "But it didn't get on my shirt." How do you argue with that?!? Then the following day, we are waiting in line at Gia's school to pick her up and Jerry says, "Uh...mommy." "What?" "There is poop in my pants, but it's almost dry." "WHAT!" Again, he responds coolly like I'm the one who has lost my mind and he's not the one with poop in his pants. "There was poop in my underwear, but it's okay, 'cause it's almost dry." GAG! YUCK! PUKE! "Jerry, you have to tell me these kind of things.!" So there you have it, Jerry the optimist. When we see the cup half empty, he sees a dry shirt and poop. We complain if we spill a little bit of drink on our pants, and yet here is a little boy who will sit in poop (with no complaints) as long as its dry. If only we could all see the world through the eyes of Jerry!