So the other day I am driving in the car with Ethan. Just the two of us out running errands together. All of a sudden Ethan yells my name- he is all excited of course. Here is how the conversation went.
Ethan: "Mom - guess what!"
Me: " What Ethan."
Ethan: "Guess how big my poop was."
Me: "How big dude?" I am thinking - what the heck? We are talking about poop?
Ethan: "It was this big!" He says this very proudly as he stretches his arms out as far as they will go.
Me: "That is so very cool!" What else do you say when you are talking about poop with a 3 year old boy?
So, I grew up with girls. 5 sisters - no brothers! We never talked about poop that I can recall. Matt has tried to warn me that this is what guys talk about, but I keep thinking - NO . . . why would anyone want to talk about this. But I guess that I am getting initiated into the boys club. It is going to be an interesting ride.
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LOL!!! oh trish, if only you knew that every time we are hanging out with kalebs brothers, the conversations ALWAYS turns to poop. i am not kidding! oh the joy of having a boy!!! too funny! i am getting so excited to see you all!!
luvya!
This totally cracks me up! I remember Jim cracking up in a card store over a card about poop and I thought it was strange...males are a strange species.
Yep- poop, farts, burps, it's all high priority talk with my boys!
Love the blog. Super Cute!
oh boy....now different poop sizes have delegated names in our house. It used to just be "monster poops."
As you know, those subjects are not broached in OUR house, but it's fun to read about. See, you have TONS of stuff to blog about. Keep it comin'.
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