Say whaaaaat?!?

Out of the mouths of babes. Doesn't Psalm 8 have something to say about this?

Savvy has been in rare form this week. April and I decided to forego the fast food and cheap meals that we so very often eat, and treat our family to a nice dinner at Michelangelo's downtown. I have never had a bad experience there. The food and service are excellent. April had wanted a date night, but we weren't able to find a babysitter, so we brought the little tyke with us. Don't worry, this story ends happily.
Savvy has been very bad about going down for naps recently. She will fight them for everything she's worth. Most of the time, she will just get really cranky, catch a second wind about 8pm, and not want to go to sleep until 10pm. On this night, she couldn't hold out. She fell asleep in the van on the way to the restaurant, and stayed out for the entire dinner. She put her little head down on the table and slept through our ordering, conversing, and eating. We had a date night after all!
We had the most popular table in the place. Servers and patrons alike gave us the "awwwww, she's so cute!" "She's really out." And so on. God bless the sleeping children. She did wake up for desert, so she didn't miss out on everything.
OK, so on to the reason for the title of this post. Tonight, we had just finished eating with my family in Little Rock, celebrating grandma's birthday (79!), and were driving home. On the way, Savvy announced to her proud parents, "I wanna poop really big in somebody's potty."
We got home, she did her business in our potty (she seemed OK with that since she did not specify who "somebody's" potty was), and we began watching Backyardigans before bed. While singing along with the opening song, the words became:
"we've got the whole wide world to explode"
I'm so proud.