Here was the best conversation of the night.
Lola: There's poop on your head.
Mommy: That's not nice. There are flowers on your head (kissing her on the head).
Lola: Mommy, I'll poop on your head.
Mommy: That's not nice. (sternly) Don't say that.
Lola: (nicely) May I *please* poop on your head?
(all social order breaks down into laughter)
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