A Girl's Perrogative

Today, during a quick trip to Kohls, Chica copped a squat and, well--there's really no way to say this in a ladylike manner--she poo-ed.

Of course, it's no groundbreaking event for her to take care of business on the go. But she was just so darn deliberate and hilarious about it this time.

But hey--at least she chose a festive location by a Christmas tree.

And better yet--she actually looked up and gave me a forced grin when I, being the tacky mother I am, told her to smile for the phone camera.

Poor girl. Probably just wanted to get things done in peace.

Next time I'll bring a newspaper ;)

Now, just so we can all end with a non-squatting visual, I'll give you a sweet shot of Chica enjoying her squeezable yogurt at lunch:

Happy poo--er, I mean, Tuesday, peeps!