When we had kids, we decided to talk to them intelligently. Using the proper names for things and actions and avoiding all that sickening baby talk. There was no "boo boo, or wee wee, or witty bitty tooties. Nope, just the straight dope man.
So, this morning, when my daughter delared she "Fato uno puzzetto" (I made a stinky) I was crushed by the sudden realization that we speak Italian baby-talk.
This is what happens when you put the kids in charge. I've been basically learning Italian from them. My daughter wears a "grembrulino" (a whittle-apron) to school. My son has a pisilino (whittle weewee). They "fanno i ninne nanne" (something like nighty-nite) and give me a bacino (whittle kiss) before going to school. And, apparently, make puzzetti (stinkies).
I have to stop translating myself before I gag.