Showing posts with label pottymouth. Show all posts
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Tuesday, March 31, 2009

My life is centered around "privates".

All this talk about privates in my house is driving me mad.

Tripp loves to show his, hold em' scratch them... he is only three.. it starts young. He told us just last week that he had "hairballs."

Emma wants to know about them, who has them. Well, she even saw a picture of a boys' "peebird" on a CELLPHONE of a KINDERGARDENER a couple of weeks ago.

Eli had a talk about them at school today. He came home and that was the first thing he said when we walked thru the door. I won't give specifics... but he learned something.

Then, as I was having a discussion with Eli - I was sidetracked with the little kids laughing cause Harley the community dog was licking his. Tripp said, "Do you think he will eat it, too?"