Time lord

I'm starting to grasp the concept of time.

Terms such as 'next week' and 'tomorrow' have never meant much to me.

But today I gave the first indication that I'm giving some thought to time.

When Mum helped me go to the toilet this afternoon she asked me if I needed to do a poo.

'No' I said, 'I'll do it next week'

And later in the afternoon I told Dad that I'd done a wee in my pants...

Last week.