I was getting ready to cut my uncle's hair when I noticed Ladybug needed her diaper changed.  We went in her bedroom and got her supplies so I could get her cleaned up.  While I was changing her, she wanted to talk about it:
"I poopy, Mommy."
"Yes, you did."
"Poop is stinky."
"Yes, it is."
"I never eat it?!?!"
    At this point I don't know whether to laugh or cry, mostly because I am uncertain whether what she said was a declaration or a question.

CL