Please keep in mind throughout this story that I do not have children and never interact with children--at least, in a positive manner. I have been known to yell at at them in Target. This weekend, I hung out with Dan's brother, Jimmy, and Jimmy's 3 year old daughter, Paige (she's the redhead in my pics). At lunch, Paige suddenly grabbed her crotch and loudly explained: "I have to potty. Come with me now." Here's what happened next...
Paige: You have to come in here with me. I only have to pee.
Jewel: Do you need help?
Paige: Make sure no one comes in here. And don't look. When I'm done, gimme some toilet paper.
Jewel: Umm...okay...
Paige: Uh-oh. I have to poo. Get out.
Jewel: Umm...okay...I'll just be right outside the door then. I'll lean up against the door.
Paige: No! My daddy says I have to keep the door locked when I'm in the bathroom!
Jewel: Oh, okay...I guess I'll just crawl out under the door then...
Paige: Okay, but hurry. I don't want you to smell my poop.
*Jewel crawls under the bathroom stall's door on her belly*
Paige: Don't leave the bathroom! You have to stay in here with me, and I need help wiping.
Jewel: Okay, I'm just going to go pee in the next stall.
Paige: NO!
Jewel: Umm...okay...
*one minute later*
Paige: Okay, I'm done. I need help.
*Jewel crawls back into the stall on her belly*
Paige: Hold your breath! I don't like people to smell my poo!
Jewel: Trust me, I don't want to smell your poop.
Paige: Wipe me. I can't reach.
Jewel: Awesome.
Paige: Are you smelling!?
My niece is super cute- even when she steals my glasses.