After a wild ride as a single Mom, I have settled into a blissful marriage with a most amazing man and his precious son. Now I am a wife, a Mom of three stairstep children, a teacher, and still dreaming of being a writer. The more things change the more they stay the same. Still searching for my bliss, but now I just don't have to look as hard.
I am constantly amused by the constant conversations about poop that my son and I have. In fact, we seem to discuss bodily functions a lot. And not just his or mine, but those of dolls (I had no idea until recently that stuffed puppies poop outside when they are big boys.), family members, and other random people that he sees. My son is SO astute that he can accurately pick out those who poop in their underwear and those who poop in the potty-even walking through the mall or WalMart. And he does. Often!
I guess I'm in for a lifetime of boy talk about bodily functions...
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