Miss Lila seems to be my potty talk girl. She giggles every time she hears the word poop and loves to laugh when she lets a little gas sneak out. Recently, she came into her sister's room and pulled up her nightgown in order to show her big sister her - well, let's just call it her private area. She quickly learned that it was a BIG NO NO! It didn't help that Savannah was laughing her head off but I am pretty confident I got the message across.
After feeling as though I am raising a boy with all of this potty talk and giggling, I was refreshed when Lila struck up the following conversation with me in the car today.
L: Mommy, I am not going to say potty talk anymore.
Me: Really, that makes me very happy.
L: Yeah, I am not going to say poop and pee pee because it is potty talk Mommy. I am not going show anyone my __________ any more either. It's not nice.
Me: You're right, you don't show people your private parts. Never ever!
L: Mommy, I am just going to make you happy and not say potty talk. I be a big girl now.
Me: Good Lila Grace. You are such a good girl.
L: Yep I am. (pause) Actually, potty talk is just a little funny.
Clearly there is some inner struggle between making Mommy happy and giving into the hilarity of potty talk.
