Oct 15 2008

Potty Talk

I’m not going to talk about love anymore right now because then I’ll get all snorfle-y and it’s not a look that I’m okay with while at work. So, instead, I’m going to talk about poop.

Cole (sitting on the toilet): What SHAPE will it be when it comes out?
Me: When what comes out? The poop?
Cole: Yes! What do you think? Let’s think. (Very thoughtful, concerned look while tapping on his forehead)
Me: Um… a cylinder?
Cole: No! I think… a Popsicle!
Me: BWAHAHAHA!!
Cole: MOM! DON’T LAUGH! NO LAUGHING!
Me: SnerfBWAheehee… But we don’t eat that kind of popsicle, do we?
Cole: NO! That’s yukky, mom.
Me: (To myself) Poopsicle. Hee!