No really. You think you are out of the woods, but you aren't.
My
Punkin?
This kid right here
The one who knows every animal on earth (well, close to it anyway!), who can tell you what those animals eat and which country or continent they live on, whether they sleep during the day or at night.
The one who remembers EVERYTHING he's ever heard and is almost always right (which is a very irritating quality in a three year old.)
The one who will carry on a conversation with you like you and he are the same age?
My nearly four year old, potty trained son?
Yes. He did it.
Peed in the litter box.
I must admit he learned it all on his own, with no training from me. I'm
so proud.
While I may be bitching about it now, I guess it is preferable to a few days earlier when he peed in a Target bag and then brought it to me. Luckily it was a Target bag without a hole in it.
What is it with these preschool age boys and their obsession with their body parts and bodily functions? All I hear from the time he wakes up until he goes to bed is poop, pee, penis, wingding, junk,
poot, butt,
butthole, etc, etc. I am SO over it.
I even pointed out to him that
all boys have penises and that they aren't that special. Sorry to any guys who may have happened by this post, but they aren't. (
Ok, he just pretend farted at me while I was typing that sentence.) I mean you
all have them. That makes them, well, very regular.
To those of you with older kids - is there an end to this or am I doomed to a life of potty talk? Seriously. If he's not going to stop it, I'm gonna have to get better at it. There is no way I'm gonna be out
pooted pooped talked by a three year old.
At least I hope I won't be...............
