just another day at the office

While sitting at the table drawing this morning, Red had one of those conversations with herself that really would have been better if it had taken place in her head.

Exasperatingly: "I need to fart, but the fart won't come out!"

Makes strenuous face, then keeps right on going: "Maybe if I stand up it will come out."

Half stands on her booster seat and tries again, I assume unsuccessfully by the frustrated expression.

A few seconds go by.

Suddenly surprised: "Oh, I think I need to poopy."

Thank goodness for that self-awareness.


Apparently doing more laundry today,