Where is the green spoon?

I'm not sure where to begin . . . but last night I gave the girls a bath together. There is a plastic green spoon amongst the bath toys that is a favorite of both girls and they fight over it every night. Libby was sitting in the tub playing with some cups while Emma stood up so I could wash her. Emma looked at me and asked seriously, "Mommy, where is the green spoon?" I glanced around the tub and didn't see it, so I told her maybe we left it in her room or downstairs somewhere . . .then I looked at her face. Her little mischevious grinning face. She turned around and showed me the green spoon sticking out of her butt cheeks! OH. MY. I turned around and faced the other way and shook with silent laughter. I turned around to face her and gave her the speech about "don't stick things in your butt cheeks . . . or anywhere else down there!" I don't think my parents ever had to give me that speech. It was priceless! I told Chucky about it later and his comment was, "I hope you put that spoon right in the dishwasher!"