I've mentioned that Luke compares all size differences to baby, mommy and daddy. Of everything. Even poop. Earlier this week, Luke pooped, and as I was changing him the conversation went like this:
"Momma, that's a big poo poo."
"Yes, it is."
"It's a mommy poo poo."
"Oh. Really? Hmmm."
Then, later that day, he pooped again, but this time, it was a "daddy poop."
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