The Awe of Pretty Poo

Well, it's official. T.Rube is definitely my daughter.

After just having a beet poo (see my older post on beeturia), she insisted on me not flushing the toilet and forced her sick older sister off the couch to have a look. S.Rube was satisfactorily awed by the deep reddy-purple poo and they both marveled at it for a minute before letting it go, watching the dyed toilet water swirl as it disappeared.
Was really worthy of a picture actually. I missed the opportunity.

(And, let me add... since that old post in 2008 when I said I'd only eaten beets 4 or 5 times in my life.... Well, I've eaten a shitload of beets!  I guess that was kinda my rediscovery to them and they've become a staple in my diet ever since.)