One of SB's favorite words is Funky. She's known the word since she was 2. One day she had on flip-flops and the thong was between the wrong toes and she declared, "Momma, my flip flops are funky!"
When she was still potty-training, this was a conversation I had with SB:
SB: Mommy, I have stinky poops! (it’s not just poop, it has to be “stinky poops”)
Me: Sarah Bradley, where did these stinky poops come from?
SB: From my Bummy!
Me: What were they doing in your bummy?
So, if you ever want to know what poop does before it comes out… it dances. I imagine it’s doing some 70s dance like the Hustle.
In one of our many attempts to potty train Mac, I told him that he had to peepee in the potty. He said he had (but had not) so I told him that he had to make water in the potty. Mac promptly scooted back and spit in the toilet, then looked at me with a huge smile of satisfaction. When I recovered from laughing, I told him water had to come out of his penis. He replied, “Well put water in there!” I had a hard time explaining that one!