What the heck is it about the word poop that makes kids go insane laughing their guts out? Both my gremlins get the biggest kick when Daddy (of course) goes on with the poop jokes. Case in point, the drive to Nana & Papa’s house last week, the husband went on for roughly 5 minutes spewing random words that invariably contained peepee & poopoo, among others that rhymed with peepee & poopoo. Well, I don’t think I’ve heard two children laugh out loud harder and longer than those two girls did during those 5 minutes. And to be honest, it was the best sound EVER. It was that unadulterated, unfiltered, untempered, un-something else, kind of laughing that you almost can’t stop. The kind that comes from the belly and renders you absolutely breathless. The kind that is completely contagious & caused me to laugh with them… even if I don’t necessarily care for the poop jokes.
And on a slightly different note, Pumpkin is 95% potty trained. The last 5% is night time. She stays dry but I have her wearing a pull-up just in case. But what she’s been doing lately is going to the bathroom and then demanding at the top of her lungs, “someone come wipe me!!” Nice. Good times, good times. Hey, at least I’m saving a ton of cash not buying diapers & pull-ups at all or as frequently anyway. Now if I could just figure out a way to save money on all the gasoline I have to buy for my behemoth SUV.
Ciao
