The grossest thing. 

Rooby: [chattering about things that are EWW, GROSS]

Me, leaning in: What’s the grossest thing you can think of?

Rooby: Hmm. What’s the grossest thing I can thing of…. Your butt?

Me: MY butt??

Rooby: No, my butt. 

Me: Your butt’s not gross. When you were a baby it was very cute. 

Rooby: Even when it made POO?

Me: Yes, even then. 

Rooby: Remember when you first got Daisy and she did a BIG. POO. 

Me: Yes, I do. It was a giant pile of poo. 

Rooby: Was it a STACK of poo?

Me: It was a TOWER of poo. 

Rooby: It was a WORLD of poo!

Me: Yes. 

Rooby: Oh! I just realized what is the grossest thing I can think of. 

Me: What?

Rooby: A GIANT STACK OF POO. 

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