Having 2 boys, I am finally more accustomed to the talk of bodily functions. Sorta.
Jared: My poop is sick.
Pause.
Me: uh... thanks for sharing, but um, would you care to explain why you think your poop is sick?
Jared. Well it says it's 10% happy, 20% sad, and 100% ill.
Me, exasperated: Who's this "IT?" Your poop talks to you now?
Jared: You know I've been taking care of my poop!
Me: No, um can't say I have.
Jared: You know that game where you take care of your poop?? It says it's happier outside.
Oh that dreadful app game!
Me: Well everybody poops, so they say.
Jared: This is true. Look at my poop, it seems to be doing better now. I love my poop.
Me: oh no no, I don't need to look at your poop. Really. Thanks for offering.
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It's surprising how many of my blog posts end with "......................"
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