Troy's Potty

Misha: “Can I hug you?“
Me: “Of course you can! I love hugs!”
Misha [hugging me]: “I wish Troy’s potty was today.”
Me [confused and wondering why Misha was so interested in Troy’s bowel movements]: “I’m sorry, Troy’s what?”
Misha: “His pahty. I wish it was today.”
Me [suddenly realizing what she’d said and wondering when she developed a New York accent]: “Me too, I wish we didn’t have to wait until Sunday for his party. Are you looking forward to seeing the animals?”
Misha: “Yeah.”
Me: “Me too.”