Last night at dinner, Jane was looking out the window into the backyard. What follows is almost verbatim.
Me: "What do you see out there Jane?"
J: "I see a squirrel." [It actually sounded like "EYESEEUHSKWURREL"]
Me: "Oh yeah, what's he doing?"
J: [pause, smile]: "He's pooping!"
I wish you could have seen the twinkle in her eye just before she said it and heard the huge laugh that followed.
I almost choked on my dinner, but I was enormously proud.
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