Moi: "Yes, baby?"
Daughter: "Come look at my POOOOOPS! They are in the potty! (In a sing-song voice) I put poops in the potty! I put poops in the potty!"
Moi: "Rock on Babaloo! Bump."
Daughter: "Bump, mama."
Then there was some silly white girl fist-to-fist action and a dance fest in the living room to some Paul Simon.
We love ourselves some Paul Simon. That is how we roll here.
IN OTHER NEWS:
Daughter swam (voluntarily) solo today at the pool today. Granted, it was mostly in an effort to avoid having to leave the pool and take a shower, but there is that and it was FABULOUS.