No! CaCa! PooPoo!
I have just heard the word poo poo 83 times and caca too many to mention, forget about the no’s because I don’t think they’ve stopped yet. I then witnessed a temper tantrum that went on uninterrupted for 15 minutes complete with being called Mommy, Mom, Rachel, and No.
My head hurts. Wah. Wah. Wah. CaCa PooPoo. No!
Zora Neale Hurston
Mama exhorted her children at every opportunity to ‘jump at de sun.’ We might not land on the sun, but at least we would get off the ground.