Poopgrass?

Mabel came to me today and told me she needed new underwear because there was poopgrass in them. What? She took them off and showed her panties to me. They had little pooh skids in them. Poopgrass. That's your word of the day.

She also came to me about a week or so ago with a stack of about eight pages she had colored and told me they were her "compilations". I'm not entirely sure where she heard that word or how she came to use it somewhat correctly but that little girl is one smart cookie!

But then again, there was the poopgrass conversation...