Apparently, Grace remembers the dish-washing soap therapy I used on her the last time she cussed. She was using the bathroom, and closed the door. She was in there a bit too long, so I opened the door to find her standing on the counter stark nekkid. I asked her what she was doing, and she replied "I had to go poopie."
I looked in the toilet, and saw pee, but no poop. I even checked the sink. Nothing.
"Honey, there's no poopie there. Where is it hiding?"
"It's hiding up my aaaaa--- it's in my coochie."