As the kids were playing play-doh at the kitchen table, the conversation went like this:
Noelle: "Mom, Ty dropped a duece!"
Me: "Ty did you go poopy?"
Noelle: "He dropped a toy. That's what a duece is, mom."
Ty: "DUUUUUECE, DROP IT, DROP IT"
Oh my goodness, are they a riot or what?!