Cole: Hi Mommy! Are you going potty?
Me: Yep buddy. Can you leave?
Cole: Nope. Can you play with my giraffe?
Me: After I'm done. Can you give me some privacy?
Cole: Sure!
(a few seconds later)
Cole: Here you go Mommy, a privacy!
Me: That's a truck buddy. Privacy means you leave.
Cole: No, this is a privacy. Here you go. Take it!
Me: Ok, thanks.
By now I was all done and leaving the bathroom anyway...and one thing I've learned is there's no sense in fighting with a 2 yr old :)