Let’s Call The Whole Thing Off
“PooPoo!”
“No, Poo-PEE!”
“PooPoo!”
“Poopie!”
“PooPOO!”
“No! It’s a Poo-PEEEE!”
This is what I’ve been listening to for the past ten minutes. Robby insists it’s a Poopoo (because he can’t say poopie, and yes, he is presently doing one, whatever you call it), and Sam is confident that it’s a Poopie.
Welcome to a rainy, cold Monday morning in our house.
Looks like quite a load. I’d better go tend to it.
actually in our house its just POOP!
Wow. The things I have to look forward to. I can’t even imagine B being potty trained…
even though it’s nearly Tuesday morning now, I laughed out loud reading this…
My son calls it - BM,
because he doesn’t want to confuse- Poo with Pooh (bear)-
his favorite stuffed animal