Conversations with a Two Year Old

As I walk into Micheala's room, she's wailing, not crying wailing. She hasn't been crying long because it seems to start as soon as I stepped out of the shower. Walking into the room, I instantly smell the culprit to Micheala's crying.
"Mommy I poop!"
"Yes Micheala I can smell it. Why is your shirt off?"
"I took it off."
"I can see that. Oh Micheala, that's nasty."
"Nasty?"
I lay Micheala down to change her big, nasty poopey, making faces and sounds as I'm getting ready to peel and wipe. Then Micheala says to me...
"Mommy you funny. I funny too Mommy."
"Yes Micheala you are funny."