The other day I had some pine cones on the table (pine cones that I had collected with the intention of making some sort of decoration....). Lydia saw them, looked up at me and said, "Poo poo? Poo poo." pointing at the pine cone.
"Nope." I told her, "That's not poo poo. That's called a pine cone."
She remembered because the next day she got off the toilet after going poo poo and looked in the toilet and said, "Pine cone!?"
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Haha! Awesome!
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