Gianna was sitting on my lap "nakey" watching cartoons. I thought I felt a 'lil something. "Gia, do you have to go potty?"
"Nope." A few minutes of Mickey Mouse Clubhouse passed. "Potty, potty!"
I walked into the bathroom with this spot of leakage on my leg, and in the most disgusted tone of voice possible, finger pointed right at it, Gia said, "Yuck-eee."
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