While taking a pleasant walk behind the library through Hull Park, I decide to express a deep appreciation for nature for my daughter to imitate:
Me: Ahhh, I smell the fresh air, the lake breeze, the wet grass, and the beautiful flowers. Can you smell it?
Sophia: I smell poop.
Me: Poop?
Sophia: Yes, I smell poop.
Me: Did you go in your pants?
Sophia: No, I didn't poop in my pants....I think Tigey went poop in her pants...
I realize a few minutes later that the wastewater treatment plant is next door to the park.
Me: You're right. I smell poop, too.
Sophia: Yeah, Tigey goes poop in her pants because she's a baby....
