Clara’s got a priority problem.
Or perhaps, more accurately, a poop fixation.
She’ll show you her face full of ashes…
…but all she wants to talk about is the poop on her boots.
As the mother I know full well that she’s got poop on her boots and where it came from.
A face full of ashes on the other hand could use a bit of explaining.
Miraculously this girl did not further morph into reason #956 we do a lot of laundry.
So I gave her a jellybean –
after I got the ashes out of her nose.
Behind the Willows 
Henry loves to talk about poop. The poop in the barn, the poop in the chicken coop, the poop on his boost, the dog poop in the grass and the funniest thing was all winter when he saw a clump of dirty, salty snow he called that poop too.
James lives to talk about poop too. Since he rarely uses final consonants except when personally invited, he really actually talks about “poo.”