Needing to pee.

Zoe came running into the kitchen the other day shouting, "I needa go potty! I needa go potty!" She had to run right PAST the bathroom to get to the kitchen, but that's what she did. She ran in, hands on her crotch, knees together, bouncing slightly in her urgency, and shouted, "I needa go potty! I NEED TO PEE!"

I said, "Well, you better hurry up and go to the bathroom!"

To which she replied, "What have I got acrosst my butt?" (And yes, across ended with a T.)

"I don't know honey." I couldn't see a thing on her butt.

"What Have I Got... ACROSST... My Butt?"

"I don't know. I don't see anything across your butt."

"WHAT... HAVE I GOT... ACROSST... MY BUTT?" as she bounces with ever greater urgency.

All of the sudden it hit me. "Your hands?"

"YES!!!! Cause I needa PEE!" And off she went to the bathroom.


Apparently it was more important to tell me how badly she needed to pee than it was to actually go pee.