Emma: Hey Aub-a-wee. I poo-poo in my pants. (Hysterical laughter.)
I threw my recently professionally adjusted neck out of whack, turning around to see what was going on.
Me: You did WHAAAAT?
Emma: Hahahaha! Heee-heee-hee! I’ne jest kiddin’ Momma, I not poo-poo in my pants. I jest pway a twick on Sissy. Hahaha! It jest an eraser.
Lovely, an eraser in your pants…better than poop any day of the week.