As a mom, I try to be intuitative toward my kids' needs and feelings. Sometimes I'm just plain wrong.
Today, Cutiepie summoned me to the toilet for the usual maintenance. Helping her finish her usual-but messy-business, I asked, "How does your tummy feel? All ok?"
"G-dood" she retorted. On a second thought apparently, while washing her hands, she says to me,
"Mommy? Why do you always ask that? It's working. You know, my tummy, it's working."
Right. Ok. Then.