Tonight we are at to dinner and as per Clair’s typical schedule, near the end of the meal she announces she needs to go to the bathroom. As she takes the thrown I ask if she’s here to poop.
“Yeah, Mommy. It takes a lot of muscles to poop.”
She says this clear and mater of fact like while staring me in the eyes and pushing hard to accomplish the job.
Her honesty, openness and way with words amuse me to no end.
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