Me: Maya, could you help me get Joel ready for bed?
Maya: Sure, Mom. Where are Joel’s pajamas?
Me: They are in his bedroom. I put them in there right around the time of the catastrophe involving the poop. (Long story involving dog pooping on the carpet due to change in dog-walking routine.)
Will: Mom, don’t say “poop.” Say “poo.”
Me: Why shouldn’t I say “poop?”
Will: Because it is inappropriate.
Me: Why is it inappropriate to say “poop” and not “poo?”
Will: Because poop comes from your butt.
Husband: Will, saying that poop comes from your butt is what’s inappropriate.