So having a (now) 3 year old around has brought up some pretty funny conversations in our household.
while in the car, contemplating one stopping on a country back road or driving to a gas station
“What kind of potty do you need to do?” (meaning #1 or #2)
Long pause…
“Uuuuh—awesome big boy potty?”
while in the middle of IA in a Walmart bathroom changing Adlai
“Okay, we’re all done-we just need to finish changing Adlai.”
“Okay”
In walks woman to use the restroom.
“Hi, lady.”
Lady-“Hi, what’s your name?”
“E-i. This is Ad-way” point to Adlai
“Those are such nice names.” proceeds to go to stall.
“Are you going to poop?” at the top of his lungs which, if you know the kid, is pretty loud.
I start shooshing him and tell him that that’s something you don’t talk to other people about, only Mommy and Daddy. He’s questioning me about WHY you can’t talk about it and we hear laughter erupting from the stall. She must have kids of her own.”
Eli is in loooooove with the Aquabats song, Pool party. It’s pretty famous now from the show Yo Gabba Gabba but I found it on an old mix cd from waaaaaay back (like 8 or 9 years ago) and decided to play it for him. Now he’s requesting it every time we get in the car (well, Tony’s car b/c I’m lame and don’t even have a cd player in my car). That or the midget pirate song by them. Or Blitzkrieg Bop by the Ramones. Or Black Sabbath. Ah, my kid’s got funny taste in music.
Kids conversations are so much fun.
too funny!