Sunday Night Conversations

Apparently this is how conversations go when I am not in the room, but still within an earshot:

Husband: Ok, if you're all finished remember to wipe your bottom and flush the potty.

Daughter: Yup, I just already did that dada.

Husband: Good, lets wash your hands.

Daughter: Wait. Let me put the toilet seat up for when you use the potty.

Husband: (Laughter) That is a great idea! Maybe you should tell mama about that idea!

Ha! Is it just me, or is something a little backwards about this conversation?