That's Poo Poo

Quick funny ... Last night to break from leftover ham we decided to go to Outback. We had ordered a blooming onion and Laney's chicken and fries and Laney had her Shirley Temple and Kevin and I were enjoying our beer's when our waitress brought us a yummy loaf of bread and butter. What a great thing to tide us all over until our food arrived. As I'm sure you know the bread is brown ... that information is needed for the rest of the story. As the waitress passed it to Kevin he asked Laney if she wanted some and as honest as a two-year-old gets she said "No, that's poo poo!" Kevin and I began laughing and we just couldn't quit, we laughed till we cried. Part of the continued laughter was because she was obviously proud because she was funny so she kept telling us that bread was poo poo ... and then of course she didn't want to eat any of the poo poo (even though we told here that it was bread and not poo poo). The rest of the meal was good and she ate her chicken and fries, because nothing resembled poo poo.