Miss M and TMI

My 6 year old daughter, Miss M is quite a spunky little character.

She narrates her poop. Yes, I just said that.

Even with house guests, she will just walk on by and say "Gotta use the bathroom, pretty sure it's diarrhea".

Yesterday, I came home with groceries and she met me at the door in a very serious tone and said "Mom, I totally have constipation. *insert her eye roll here*."

5 minutes later she's rushing to the bathroom and said "My stomach hurts so bad I think it's just too much gas!" I suggested that maybe she just really needed to poop and get some relief. I added that it could be the pizza we ate the night before because it kind of upset my stomach too.

She disagreed. She was SURE it was the milk she guzzled this morning and as she sat on the toilet she was moaning and regretting her choice to guzzle her milk.

A few minutes went by and she hollers, "Nope! You're right... totally diarrhea! And it's totally the pizza. I just pooped a pineapple chunk"

Thanks Miss M.... you're a keeper. She's so unashamed... I love it.