My boys are showing their true “boyness” now. They’ve begun “potty talk”. You know, talking about poop and pee. Good times.
As I type this, they’re all sitting on the couch, watching a Baby Einstein DVD (their request!) and discussing which babies look like they’re ready to poop and/or have their diaper changed.
The other day they were pretending they were babies with poopy diapers that needed to be changed. The “changing” though was really just a brother throwing the pretend poop into the air behind him. I think I’ll need to correct that before we have dirty diapers in a few months.
Is this desire for potty talk just some innate thing in boys? Because Nick and I sure don’t talk about this stuff, nor do we laugh at them when they do; instead we try to redirect the conversation. It’s not working very well!
Good thing they’re cute…