Patience, young grasshopper

Dad is not the dog whisperer. Chips woke him up at 3am this morning, he was running around in the garage. Dad didn't do anything. Fast forward to 6am.. Chips had pooed in the garage. Mom is the dog whisperer. Dad might not be good with reading dog's minds, but he's soon going to be a texting pro. We're trying to teach him so that he can get Ben's messages and be called a "Cool Dad." He's taught us calculus, algebra, geometry, biology and nursing.. now we get to teach him a thing or two! He's a slow learner when it comes to this stuff. He's still learning how to attach a document to an email.