Unfiltered Story #385641

Growing up our family had an question that we would ask now and then when one of us exited the bathroom. It started with my little sister.
My mother was busy in the kitchen when my little sister started calling for help from the bathroom.
Mom: (My Name) go see what she is hollering about.
As I head toward the bathroom, door wide open-
Me: (Sister’s Name) what’s wrong.
Sister: (3 years old, legs stiff bent over with her hands on the floor, butt in the air) I got flop water on my butt. Wipe it off!
From that time we would ask when exiting the bathroom if they had a problem with flop water (imagine where it came from and why)