"Diaper do, diaper day"

That's what it sounds like to me anyway. Perhaps Carey can spell it more phonetically. It's a little saying she started using months ago. Jabberwocky, really... something akin to the French 'c est la vie,' but more sing-songy and child appropriate.

Well, wouldn't you know it, Greta was listening. This weekend at the most random moments -- sitting in her car seat and staring out the window, munching on a handful of Cheerios, chasing Jinx around the house -- she would simply belt out, "DIAPER-DO, DIAPER-DAY!" Then she'd change the cadence and the order -- "DIAPER-day, diaper-DO!" She wasn't looking for validation or anything. Just repeating what Mommy has said a hundred times.

This is why Daddy hasn't used a curse word in 22 months.

The photo is unrelated to the story. Greta chilling out watching Elmo learn about farm animals this morning.