Tuesday, 14 February 2012

I love my boys.

a.b.c.d.e.f.g.h.i.j.k…….

l.m.n.o.POO!

Did you know that’s how the alphabet goes?? Ask Alpha or Bravo, they’ll tell you. Over and over and over. And shockingly it was Bravo who came up with this clever little gem, NOT Alpha.

We were sitting at the supper table having a normal conversation (well, as normal of a conversation as you can have with a 2.5  and a 4 yr old boy) and we were talking about what they should take for alphabet show & tell at nursery school. Bravo said he wanted to wear pajamas for show and tell, and I told him he had to wait until P day.

Do you see where this is headed?

“No, poo day!” ugh. Bravo, not THAT kind of p. Which led into a discussion about pee vs. pea vs. p. Which Bravo promptly ignored and then just started talking more about Poo Day. And L M N O Poo. And poo soup. And poo pancakes. And poo cake.

At that point Alpha joined in the fun and all I heard about for the remainder of the day was various words connected with the word “poo.”

And you know what Charlie was doing during this charming little supper? Killing himself laughing at his brothers.

Sigh. Welcome to your life, Chrissy. Want a poo pancake?

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