May 2011, 3 1/4 years old
It was dinner time one day last spring,* when suddenly:
Alice (yells out): I have to go potty! (She gets up and runs away)
(time passes. a lot of it.)
Alice: Dad! I pooped!
(The Dada leaves the dinner table to see if she needs help)
The Dada: That’s got to be a world record for a 3-year old!
Alice: It’s like a rainbow!
The Dada: It’s like a brown rainbow.
Alice: It’s like a brown, icky rainbow.
(giggling ensues. a lot of it.)
(Alice runs to the dinner table to tell me)
Alice: Let me show you something big and brown and icky!
* You might not be surprised to hear this is from the same day that Alice told us about her yoga moves. When she’s on a roll, she is really on a roll.