Pretty Butt

If you know me, you know I don't use bad language. "Crap" is about as bad as it gets. So it's been amusing to me that my little Sydney is the rebel of her friends. I let her say "butt." To me, the word "bottom" sounds silly, and despite the fact that I'm a grown woman with a mortgage, husband, and child, I can't say "bottom" with a straight face. Even just typing it, I'm snickering. So, I taught Sydney to say "butt." And I know she won't be allowed to say it at many of her friend's houses, but to each his own, right?
All of this to say that today Sydney was wearing what she calls her "pretty butt jammies." She's been sick, so today she got to wear jammies all day long. She loves these jammies and I think they're pretty cute too.

Here is the front view...


...and from behind...


...and in case you couldn't catch what made them "pretty butt," here it is.

I got these for Sydney at Christmas from personalcreations.com, and she loves them! And just to prove how not grown up I am, I'll tell you this. Every time she says "pretty butt, pretty butt" all I can think of is "pretty bird, pretty bird" from Dumb and Dumber!