Poo-poo

In English, it means passing of motion.

And Sara did a massive one yesterday. We went for lunch after service, and she poo-ed! On Daddy's lap, and his jeans, oh my! Her clothes, her socks, were all in yellowish-greenish color!

But she could just happily smile and move around. While changing her on a food court table, she was just happily looking everywhere. How wonderful, I thought. No worries in her life, except for eat, sleep, play, poo, pee. :P

Sometimes, I wished, we could do just that. No worries in life. Our days here are getting shorter.. I'm really feeling it. I'm not sure if Sara will remember this place after we're gone. :)