The Sagacious Granddaughter?

When I was a child living with my grandmother in Singapore, we used to take the train to Kluang, Malaysia almost every vacation to visit family. It was such a huge highlight because the train tracks would actually go through some of the more rural parts of southern Malaysia (as well as the obvious urban parts) where you would actually be passing right through people's backyards. One got to see laundry hanging on the clotheslines and even people bathing in their bathing area in the back of their house. One of my favorite sceneries was going through the farms with cows, the rubber plantations, and even the jungle.

It was during one of these trips that I noticed that there were different colored cows. Namely, there were black cows and there were white cows. I turned to my grandmother (because to me at that age, my grandma knew EVERYTHING) and asked: "Grandma, why are there different colored cows?"

"I don't know," she said. "They probably make different kinds of milk."

I remember having thought really hard about her response before asking her:

"So do white cows make white milk and black cows make chocolate milk?"

I also remember my grandmother pausing for a moment before saying: "Yes. Yes, they do."

I am a Sagacious Grandmother-in-training.

Poo Explosion Reason #2

Exploding poop in infants is an awesome thing. Several of my mom friends have packed several outfits into their diaper bag only to go through each outfit in a matter of a few hours. It's really nothing to be concerned about, although cleaning up can always be an adventure ("how did poop get over there?!"). This being said, we've never really chalked up exploding poop to the amount of ice in one's drink (see Poo Explosion #1), nor have we really attributed it to the foods that we nursing mothers consume. Though foods can certainly have an effect on the quality (and sometimes the quantity) of milk produced for our baby, it would take something really special to produce breastmilk that would act as a laxative. More often than not, the way the poop can come out (and the amount) is usually due to a constipated baby. Nary a mom will venture outside her house if her baby hasn't pooped in a several days.

This being said, after yet another lovely poop explosion upon my grandmother, she scolded me. "Why is this always happening? What do you eat when you go out for lunch? Junk food???"

I rolled my eyes and attempted sarcasm: "Yes, grandma. I eat McDonalds EVERY DAY for lunch."

"You see? Too much junk food! See what happens when you don't listen to me???"

"Grandma! I was just kidding!"

"No you weren't! You need to eat better, okay? No more junk food! That stuff is so bad for your baby, he's going to get diarrhea!"

Note to self: do not practice any more sarcasm with Sagacious Grandmother.