\nM: Yep. Come here.
\n<\/em>A: I went #1 AND #2, and #3!<\/em><\/p>\n
(Jamie’s contribution to their education while I was away on my weekend = what “#1” and “#2” mean. I can just see him standing outside of the public girl’s bathroom trying to explain that one.)<\/p>\n
M: Um…ok. What is #3?<\/em> Uh huh. So #3 has been introduced into the household and it is in heavy rotation. Because you know, it is just so, so funny!<\/p>\n ———————<\/p>\n And this morning Addie was helping me in the bathroom and I asked her to get me a new roll of toilet paper. She opened up this tiny little drawer that we never use but I could hear something rolling around in there.<\/p>\n A: Oh! Toilet paper can’t fit in that drawer, Mama!<\/em> (As she shuts the drawer) So I checked the drawer myself. They were not straws. They were…uh, feminine products. Definitely not straws. But I think I’m just going to let her think they are straws for a bit longer – I am so not ready for that<\/strong><\/em> conversation.<\/p>\n Cheeky monkey. This Friday’s edition of funny stuff is brought to you by none other than little Miss Addison, and it is filled with good ‘ol bathroom humor. I will never understand why kids think “poop” and all things bathroom related are … Continue reading
\n(Emma is cracking up and then Addie starts in and they can barely explain #3 to me.)
\nA: Emma and I says that #3 is when you have to go – Whew! That is stinky – CLOSE THE DOOR, stinky!<\/em><\/p>\n
\nM: No, but what is in there, Ad?<\/em>
\nA: (Opens it back up and peers in) Just some big straws, Mama.<\/em>
\nM: Straws?<\/em> (Racking my brain to figure out how straws got into the bathroom.)<\/p>\n
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