Ixnay on the Oopoopay, Ammitday!

Can I just go ahead and tell you how unhappy we are that our baby daughter has learned to verbally announce to the rest of the house when one of us goes to the bathroom?  "Daaadddy...poo-poo," she'll explain to everyone in the room - one by one - if she discovers I'm in the crapper with the door shut.  And, as if any further explanation is needed at that point, she's been known to reinforce this little factoid with visuals.  She'll grab a Barbie, point to its butt, say "poo-poo"...(l o n g   p a u s e)..."Daaaaaddddy" just to reiterate what has already been established.  She may even add a grunt or two if she's feeling especially descriptive.  It's quite embarrassing and it sucks because we have a small house, she has a big voice and we can hear her spilling the beans to whomever is present. 

My wife and I like to keep certain things sacred.  This type of information is on the short list.  Thank you, dear daughter.