As I've mentioned several times before, Avery Piper is one funny kid!
A couple things you should know before I launch into this story:
1. Any bowel movement in our household is referred to as a "turd."
2. Avery has boycotted going potty on the toilet of late and has also decided she is not a fan of getting her diaper changed (awesome combo--NOT).
3. She's been battling some "Bad Juju" (our term for diarrhea--thanks to the Moorman Family--I believe?) for a few days.
4. She inadvertently announces she has a diaper full of turds by claiming, "No turds in my diaper" as soon as she "goes."
Yesterday she woke up from her nap and was sitting with me at the kitchen table while I wrapped Daddy's birthday presents. She was sitting up on her knees and leaning forward over the table. She ripped a huge fart that sounded wet. I looked at her and she looked back at me (with a similar expression to the one above) and said, "I no farted Mommy. Dis was my phone."
(Um... did I hear that correctly?)
Me: Do you have turds?
Piper: No turds Mom.
(farts again--clearly filling the diaper with something)
Piper: Um, dat jus my phone. No turns in my diaper Mom.
Me: What was that sound?
Piper: That my phone.
Now get this:
She reached around her back with her right and and patted her tooshie one time, then put her hand over her ear and said,
"Hello. Yeah. Uh huh. Dis is Piper. I'm working. Yeah. Ok. Bye."
Then "hung up" her "phone" by tapping her juju-filled diaper with her hand again.
Obviously, the Jones Family now has a new term for our farts: "phone calls."