Conversations With Georgia

Mommy: Georgia, can you please go pee-pee on the potty?
Georgia: Yeah. My stand up go pee-pee.
M: What?
G: My stand up go pee-pee.
M: No, sweetie. Girls don't go pee-pee standing up. You need to sit down.
G: No, my stand up.
M: No, honey. Girls are special. We get to sit down to go pee-pee.
G: NO. My Stand UP.
M: Seriously, Georgia. You can't stand up to go pee-pee. Boys stand up and girls sit down.
G: NO. MY CAN.
M: Okay. (Under breath: "Fine. Stand up to go pee-pee. Piss all over yourself.")

Luckily the "pee-pee wouldn't come out" that time and you haven't mentioned standing up since. I originally thought your daddy was being a little liberal with the bathroom door, and that is how you figured you could stand up to pee. Turns out you learned it by watching the little boys at school.

Now I'm trying to figure out at what point it becomes disturbing that you pee-pee with the little boys in your class.