No ... I'm Poouuwing

Drew is really funny about when he has to go poopy ... I know, I know, the topics I write about. However, it is funny and I don't want to forget it. First off, he usually has to sit down on the floor where ever he is at (the other day, we were at a Sprint store looking at phone plans and the salesman about split a gut laughing at poor Drew straining) and then he pushes. Hard. It is so funny -- he quits breathing, turns red in the face and strains. (When his is at Christy's he has a special "chair" to sit in that no one else gets to use -- he is so lucky!) During this time, he doesn't want anything to do with anyone (who can blame him?) and Tim and I usually just giggle at him. Lately, though, he has started this new thing. He will say your name ... it goes something like this:

Drew (red-faced and straining): "mmmMama"
Me: "Yes, Drew, can I get you something?"
Drew: "No, Mama ... I'm Poouuwing."

It is so funny! He always makes us laugh!!!