Poop Talk

The other day, we were sitting around the dinner table talking about poop.  You know, standard stuff for dinner conversation, right?  *eyeroll*  However it started, I'm not sure, but here is how it went:

Belle: That was a huge one.  I mean...HUGE!
Moo: Gross Belle...*snicker, giggle, blush*
Belle:  What?!?
Mom: You shouldn't talk about bowel movements at the table...
Moo: About whaaa???  (Apparently, this verbiage is foreign to my eldest.)
Belle: (confidently): Bum moments, Moo...BUM MOMENTS.

Apparently Belle hadn't heard the term bowl movement before...and when she didn't hear me clearly, she stated what the context seemed to suggest.  Bum moments.  Yup.  Ha!