The lil' dude and I hit Walmart Saturday for some groceries. Somehow, I managed to talk her into sitting in the cart like the old days. I was talking out loud, crossing things off my list when I got to Lysol wipes.
"Wipes", I said, tossing them into the cart.
Those are for wiping the poop off my butt! The lil' dude HOLLERED at the near-top of her lungs.
"Lil' dude! Shhhh. No." I said to her.
OH! Sorry Mom. Those are for wiping the poop off my BOTTOM! she said even louder.
Even louder! That's my girl.
Just like her Mama.
She made three aisles of Walmarters laugh on a cold winter morning. Could be worse.