HomeLife,  Piper Finn Willow

Piper Speak.

I love when my life just writes blog posts for me.

It’s so easy.


Piper Finn came wandering into the kitchen – apparently the room of our home where I spend the majority of my days.

She had discovered a piece of ripped paper and a tiny notebook.

Treasures to her four-year-old self.

“May I have these?” she requested.

The paper was a map of a hiking trail in Georgia from our end-of-summer adventure.

“Sure.”  I told her.  (Pleased to have an easy yes for once.)

She was thrilled and began right away sharing her good news with her unimpressed siblings.

“Here’s my special map.  Mom says I can keep it forever.”

Next she brings me the book.

“Can I have this too?”

I checked it out.  Saw that no owner had claimed the tiny journal previously and so assented to her request of ownership.

“Yes, you may.”

She celebrated enthusiastically, in her sweet Finn voice, shouting the good news to all around to listen –

“Guys!  I have my own diarrhea!”

4 Comments

  • hannaH

    still funny…but i dont really know why i just read that knowing that i had verbally heard the story at least twice already. i guess im just a sucker for reading your blog.

  • Emma

    Very funny. That reminds me of something funny Beck said the other day. He was talking about…um…diarrhea. He called it "diarrherehea" and then he thought it sounded funny like his friend "lelia" and so he said, "dialelia" and then laughed. Then it went further to dia-mommy and such. But anyways. It's a funny word. And Piper's funny too.