His Favorite Word

Each time we change our Baby Girl's diaper, B can be relied upon to say:

"Is it poo?"

Following that question, the Mr. and I counter with something like: "Stop saying that."

The other day, as we made the scheduled change ("scheduled" because it's changed after naps and the obvious), B asked: "Is it poo?"

The Mrs. said: "Don't say that again, it's not polite!"

Defensively, he responded: "But poo is my favorite word! ... poo, poo, poo ..."

That was Friday, today B's favorite word was door ... "Door, door, door."