Conversations

Lately, Marley has had a lot of conversations with herself.  She doesn't know that I am listening in on these and they crack me up.  I need to start writing them down. Today, I was nursing/rocking Jake.  His bedroom is next to the bathroom.  I was chuckling quietly to myself as I listened to the following:

"I going poopies"
"Again?"
"Yeah, I going poopies again."
"Oh"
"I went poopies in potty!"
"Good job!"
"Ganks"