'C' isn't for Cookie Anymore...
I’m really tired of the potty talk. 'Poop' is a word that comes out a lot and I have come to loathe it.
Tonight after soccer, the kids are in the car and they’re playing the “I’m going on a trip” ABC car game. In our game, you can use phrases; you don’t have to use single words. It went something like this:
Some Son: “I’m going on a trip and I’m taking an Apple.”
Next Son: “I’m going on a trip and I’m taking an Apple and a Box of used tissues.”
Next Son: “I’m going on a trip and I’m taking an Apple, a Box of used tissues, and Crap.”
Much laughter from them… I am choosing to ignore it.
Next Son: “I’m going on a trip and I’m taking an Apple, A Box of used tissues, Crap, and Dog Poop.”
Some Son: “You can’t say that. Mom doesn’t like potty talk.”
Another Son: “Yeah, he’s right. You can’t.”
Original Son: “Fine. I’m going on a trip and I’m taking an Apple, a Box of used tissues, Crap and Dog Crap.”
Some Son: “That’s better.”
Me: “Wait. That’s better? I don’t like potty talk, but your entire game is full of ‘crap’?”
A Son: “Yeah. You don’t like that word poop. That is potty talk. But Crap isn’t, so we’ll just say crap all the time.”
Now… I personally think that ‘crap’ sounds WORSE, but I am now both speechless and quietly laughing at this skewed perception.
Another Son: “You know… I think you should make it Dog Crap Diarrhea since Diarrhea starts with D.”
I’m ignoring it still. And the game continues. I continually blocked out the entire game when they got to “Explosive Nuclear Crap.”
BUT… at least it isn’t Potty Talk.
8 Comments:
Ha!! I miss living with boys (even if they were at least 10 years older than yours at the time)...
I can't imagine who got them hooked on that game. AHHH...good times.
-Morrigan
I don't know why, but "Poop" is a truly funny word. It makes no sense. Don't believe me? Try and read this 10 times fast without laughing or evoking laughter from those around you:
Poop-a-dy Poop. Poop-a-poopity poop.
See?
I'm laughing hysterically. I love that game...
I've never lived with boys, but we toobed with the teenage sons of a friend of mine this past summer. The boys brought Planter's peanuts with them as a snack on the river. For the rest of the afternoon, all I heard was: "Who's got the NUTS?"
ROTFLMAO!!
You should have called....I'da talked you in.. ;-)
ROFLMAO!!!
You have to admire their imaginations !!!
Bless their little hearts.
I love the word poop. (I have an affinity for palindromes.) It has so many meanings. You should call them on it - stern, exhausted, information, etc.
OK, gotta go to lunch.
ROTFL... Mine make the noises and your boys say the words. I can't wait to see them again. Not that I would prompt them to do anything. GRIN.
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