The Devil's in the Details

Anyone who's been a parent long enough for their kid to start talking has had to answer questions. Lots of questions. Loads of crap-you've-never-thought-about questions. Everything from "how did God make the world" to "where do babies come from?" Personally, I've gotten to answer everything from "do you think it would be hard to walk on the ceiling" to "what is that pink thing under my pony's belly that he keeps sticking out?" Every day is filled with questions, some of them unique and super important "teachable moment" questions, and some of them the same one I've already answered at least a million times.
This morning, one of my five year olds came into my bathroom and said what sounded like, "Mom, what's pee?" Oh, great. Here we go again, I thought. Another weird, never really thought about it, who cares what the answer is question to start my day. Maybe if I ignore her, she'll forget about it and go away. Yeah, cause that always works. In my dreams.
Daughter: Mom, what is pee?
Me: What?
Daughter: What is peep? (Side note: one of my girls has always called urinating "peep." Peep and poop are celebrities at our house. Toilet humor is big. Really big. Sigh.)
Me: What do you mean, what is peep? Like what's in it?
Daughter: No! Like what is it?
Me: (Deep breath here) Well, it's the liquid produced after your body digests what you eat and drink. It's the leftover or waste products of your diet. (Yeah, a scientific explanation with big words. That ought to shut her up! Good job, Mom!)
Daughter: MOM! I said, what is PETE? You know, on Mickey Mouse Clubhouse! PETE! That big fat thing that has hands? Is he a dog or something?
Me: Whew! Oh...um, yeah, sure. He's a dog. Sounds good to me! (Question answered, crisis averted. Hooray!)
Daughter: Oh, a dog. Okay. Then why does he have HANDS?
Me: (Silently: Dammit! I hate you, Disney Channel!) I don't know. Are you ready for breakfast?
Daughter: Yes! Can I have a Pop Tart?
There you go, Mom. Change the subject. That works every time! Okay, some of the time. Alright, alright, it almost never works, but this morning I got lucky.