Yes. Yes, it WAS me.
I'm the one who taught the cute little Jonge to say "POOP!"
Some background might be necessary. Especially if you are of the stripe that does not say words like that.
Jonge does go poo-poo in the potty, when the mood strikes him. Notice, poo-poo, not the less acceptable term, poop.
Yesterday, while laying the reluctant sleeper known here as Famke into her crib, I stepped in something wet and slippery in the darkened bedroom. I managed to lay her down without waking her, which lately has become a miracle of epic proportions. There was NO WAY I was going to turn on a light to try to examine the exact location of the wet and slippery, shall we say, 'item'. But, I did say, much to my chagrin, "Oh, POOP!"
Of course, it wasn't actually poop, it was a hairball. Hairballs are wet, slippery and. thankfully, odor free.
As I hopped on one foot out of the bedroom and into the bathroom I met Jonge in the hallway.
The conversation went something like this:
Jonge: You say POOP!
Me: I stepped in something. (i'm still hopping, on my way to find paper towel, only to discover that we are out.)
Jonge: You stepped in POOP? Let me SEE it!
Me: No. I didn't. Meow-meow threw up. I stepped in that.
Jonge: But you say POOP!
Me: Yes. I SAID that. But that isn't what I stepped in.
Jonge: Why you say POOP then?
Me: (still wiping my foot with toilet paper) I'm sorry. I should not have said that. I was angry that I stepped in something cold and wet.
Jonge: You stepped in POOP?
Me: No. Meow-meow threw up in the bedroom. I stepped in that. I said.
Jonge: You say POOP!
Me: Because I was angry.
Jonge: I want to see POOP.
Me: There isn't any.
Jonge: Why you say POOP because you are angry?
Me: (now with a clean foot and my lithe-ballerina-like-balancing-on-one-foot-while-hopping completed) I don't know. (although his pake would say it is because of sin).
Jonge: POOP! POOP! POOP!
Me: Please don't say that.
Jonge: Why not say POOP? You say POOP.
Me: I was wrong.
Jonge: You not step in POOP. Meow-meow throw-up.
Me: No, I was wrong to say...
Jonge: POOP!
Me: It's nap time!
END OF CONVERSATION.
I must note that Famke perhaps heard the conversation in her sleep, as she obeyed.
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7 comments:
Funniest thing I've heard yet today!!!
this, of course, is my favorite comment:
although his pake would say it is because of sin
bwahahahahahahahahahahaha
I WISH that were the worst word my kids had ever heard escape my lips :)
Sorry about the hairball...yuck. I don't miss those at all.
Now, THAT was hysterical!
I know you know I know exactly how this conversation went and how long it will go on!
When Caden was here he said, "Mommy ate poop." I was deeply concerned about my daughter and when I returned the children I asked her what this was about. Seems she had a box of GS Thin Mint cookies that she didn't want to share with the children so she kept them tucked away in the freezer and would sneak one now and then. Caden caught her. She did a quick "see food" open mouth and told Caden he didn't want any b/c it was poop. Now he tells everyone his Mommy eats poop.
Oh man...I came back to read your comments and Daisymarie's is making me laugh so hard I'm about to pee my pants. I used to tell the kids my treats had spiders in them so they wouldn't want any. Spider icecream is a favorite here. Now they have caught on though.
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