Meatball?

The Saturday after Thanksgiving, we were rushing around trying to get ready for Ambree's birthday party. Chrissy was busy getting Ava ready and I was pulling my socks on when Chrissy hollered to see where Lily was. She announced she was going potty. After she'd been camped out on the porcelain throne for quite some time, I told her to hurry up. In exasperation, Lily leaped off the toilet and said, "Fine! I'll just throw a meatball in the toilet!"

I can't explain where she came up with such a thing, but Chrissy and I both nearly died laughing.