Maybe no one else in the world will find it as funny as I did. Standing in the shower with Bridget, trying to get Piper to join us, so I could essentially kill 3 birds with one stone. She just wouldn't come in, insisting she needed to poopy.
Finally I looked at her and said, "Piper, either poopy or get off the potty!"
And then I laughed.
I find myself saying more and more things that sound like my parents:
Enough is enough, and too much is plenty.
You're talking to hear your head roar.
You're cruisin' for a bruisin'.
You're being a pill.
You make a better door than a window.
And the list goes on. Still, poopy or get off the potty was one I'd never used before, and certainly never in such a literal context.
I'm sure Piper had no idea what I thought was so funny. But I have to say, it was one more of those moments in parenting that I had to think about and try and remember.