Elizabeth dumped her pull-up onto the bathroom floor this morning.
Me: Your poo is on the floor.
E: I know. I love it!
Me: You love your poo?
E: Yes. It's beautiful.
Me: Your poo is beautiful?
E: Yes. It's not supposed to be beautiful.
Me: Poo is not supposed to be beautiful?
E: Yes.
Me: But yours is?
E: Oh yes.
5 comments:
Ewwww.
Ask Elizabeth if she thinks her poo doesn't stink either ;-)
I wish I was making it up. If I was making it up then my child would not be a freak, alas, she is.
Your children are insane and so, of course, I adore them even more. Auntie Eleeza couldn't be prouder of Elizabeth's poo or Dylan's mashing skills.
Oh my goodness. Thankfully Athena has the sense to keep her britches up. I have to fight her just to change her, so I suppose that is a different problem.
Ewww.
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