Potty Talk

I was cleaning Maya's room when Guillermo came in to see me.

"Mom, Maya said a bad word."

"Maya, use nice words," I shouted to the kitchen where Maya was eating pumpkin bread.

"She said poo poo," Guillermo told me, as I remembered my pledge to encourage the kids not to tattle.

"No tattling, please," I told Guillermo.

"I didn't tattle," he answered.

"Tattling is when you tell me that someone did something bad," I said.

He ran to the kitchen. 

A few seconds later I heard this:

"Don't say poo poo," Guillermo told Maya.

"POO POO," Maya shouted.

"No potty talk," Guillermo scolded.

"Please, potty talk?" she asked him nicely.

Then, without reason, they moved on to another topic.