Breakfast...

This morning at breakfast Elsie was telling Carson to say Dadda, Momma, and Elsie (which she has been saying for a long time, but Elsie loves to have Carson mimic her). After saying it a few times over and over again, Carson pointed to herself. Carson can say MANY words and is non-stop chatter, however when it comes to saying her name, she won't do it, just to mess with us! So, Elsie said, "Carson, say Caca (which would be short for Carson-in Elsie's mind), say Caca Carson, Caca!" I was laughing so hard because she had no idea what the real meaning of caca was. Then, of course, Carson decided she could say that and began pointing to herself saying, "Caca"! After I composed myself, I had to tell Elsie that she could not say that word because of what it meant. Which only made her laugh and say it more, which made Carson laugh and say it more as well. Oh well, I guess we know we are true Trempers when conversations revolve around the bowels!