Didn’t you read the title?  I said you didn’t want to read this.  Why are you still reading?  Okay, don’t say I didn’t warn you.

The Tales of Super Sleuth the Poop.  Now that I have your attention…the following is a conversation that took place with my two year old today.

Caleb: “I stink said da poop.”

Moi: “Oh your poop can talk?”

C: “Yeah! <insert giggles here>”

M: “Oh really.  I didn’t think poop talked.  Where does poop go?”  I’m thinking he might actually say in the potty for once.

C: “To da store!!”

M: “Poop goes shopping? *raises eyebrows*”

C: “Yeah Mommy.  Poop goin to Tarwget!”

M: “Reeeally.  What is the poop going there for?”

C: “New toys!  New twains, Thomas and Pewcy.”

M: “How is he going to get there?”

C: “Him dwive a twuck.”

M: “What is poop’s name?”

C: “Da Super Sleuth.”

M: “Super Sleuth the Poop?”

C: “<insert infections laughter here> Yeah Mommy!  I siwwy boy Mommy! <more laughter here>”

…It is official, we are never going to potty train.  Poop goes everywhere but the potty.   Even to Target.

Comments

2 Responses to “you really don’t want to read this”

    Amber Snipes
    December 18th, 2007 3:34 pm

    What can I say? A boy after my own heart. Are you sure we aren’t related?

    Lauren
    December 18th, 2007 10:03 pm

    You need to frame this…..great girlfriend blackmail! Maybe you can start the potty training at Target?!

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