I ask her to repeat herself and again, all I understand is "poop". So I ask her, "Did you poop?" She smiles and nods. "Where?!?" I ask her. She points at her booty. I say, "No...where did you poop?" She smiles, takes me by the hand and leads me to the living room.
Motherhood is so glamorous.
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Put it in her baby book, it will be great for bribery when she is 16! teehee
--Kathy
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