You are 73 months old!
Christmas has been the other all-consuming thing on your mind.
"Dear Santa, I want a big lion. Lucy"
You were taking a long time in the bathroom and when I asked if you were ok, you said you needed to poop. When I went in after a few minutes to get the bathwater ready, you stood up to flush and I noticed a rather empty toilet:
Me: I thought you had to poop.
You: My butt changed its mind.
I love that you can make me laugh so much.