Charlie needs some piracy

Charlie told me the other day that he needed some "piracy." He was standing in the doorway to the bathroom, contemplating sitting on his new little potty. I assume he meant "privacy," but he closed the door, so I don't know if he was taking care of his physical needs or making pirate faces in the mirror. But I didn't hear any, "Yo ho, yo ho's" coming from the bathroom. It gets better, though. Later on, when he was uncomfortable because of a little diaper rash, Charlie told me he had an owie on his "pirate parts."