From the mouths of babes…
Caius: Tori, could you not stand under my feet, please?
Tori: I’m not, it’s just my bottom.
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On opening their bedroom door at the end of a failed nap time.
Mummy: Where’s Arthur’s nappy gone?
Arthur: *looking pleased* BOTTOM!
Tori: It crawled under the door. It’s a mover nappy, they can move. And crawl under doors.
Carole Finds Her Wings 