Thursday, April 14, 2011

Too Much Information.

Mabel: Mommy, could you leave the bathroom please?

Me: Yes, why?

Mabel:  I need privacy.

Me: Are you okay?

Mabel: Yeah, I'm okay. Thanks for asking.


I leave and go down the hall to the bedroom.

Mabel follows about ten minutes after.


Me: All done?

Mabel: Yes. I poo-ed. Did you hear me?

Me: Nope.

Mabel:  Mommy, this is what I've learned. Poo comes without making a sound. It comes out, then it slips into the water.

Me: Huh.

Mabel: Unless there's a fart. (Deep sigh) Well, that's all I know. I guess I should be heading back to the bathroom. I left my pants there, so. I'll be right back okay. Are you going to be okay?

Me: I'll be okay.

Mabel: Okay, you're welcome for asking.