You can't handle the truth!!

Nikolas asked for a Tootsie Roll the other day. When he unwrapped it, it was still stuck to its little cardboard backing. He held it up and with a very stoic expression and tone (which those who know him call "Stone Face"). He spoke quietly and firmly as if he was giving whispered statements rather than asking questions.

Nikol: Mom, what is it

Me: Ummm... a Lincoln Log?

Nikol: No! It wooks wike a poop!

Me: (stifling a giggle) No it doesn't Silly, it looks like a Tootsie Roll

Nikol: No! It IS a poop! A big poop.