One where my kid tells it like it is

While stopped at a red light on the way to daycare this morning, I turned to Ellison in the back seat.

Me: Elle, you're so pretty.
E: No.
Me: Yes, you are. Every day.
E: No. You piddy! Mommy piddy! [pretty]
Me: Oh, really? Thanks, sweet pea.
E: You piddy, Mommy. I bootiful.