"Mama, I have a secret for you." What could it be? A explanation for the daily demand for a bowl of yogurt which she never eats? The REAL reason why she won't go near a potty? She comes up to me and pushes aside my hair gently, cupping my ear. "Pss, pss, pssssss," she murmurs. "Psss, pssss!" I sit back and look at her bemusedly. "Is that it?" "Yes, that is my secret!" she exclaims as she does a wiggly happy dance.