I get a phone call at work. I hear:

“Tell Mommy what you told me.”

“I (muffled) Daddy (muffled).”

“Say it again, please.”

“I oooo Daddy ace.”

“Huh?”

“He said he’s going to poot in Daddy’s face.”

“Yeah. I gonna poot in Daddy’s face.”

“Oh.” Giggle, giggle.

Apparently the two of them were sword “fighting” and Peanut pointed his finger at Hubby and said “I gonna poot in your face.”

Later in bed, Peanut made good on his threat.