"Poopy."
"Poopy poopy."
heh heh heh heh heh
"Poopy head."
heh heh heh
"Poopy ON your head."
heh heh heh heh heh heh heh
The problem is that this is a private conversation. Aidan and Matthew are quietly playing together in their room. They aren't doing anything wrong. They aren't fighting, bothering anyone, or using inappropriate language, really.
I DON'T like them to use that word in public, and I don't like them to use it repeatedly as a dumb joke.
But, I'm not in the room.
They find this conversation totally fascinating.
"Head on your poopy."
heh heh heh he heh heh
The weird thing is that I now finally get Beavis and Butthead.
Great. My boys laugh like Beavis and Butthead.
With the same classy sense of humor.
I don't get it.
But they've got a rapt audience in eachother.
And most of the 3 to 4 year old viewing audience.
Girls too, at this stage.
While I don't get the comedy, I do get a kick out of watching them delight and amuse one another. They are bonding.
Male-bonding.
I don't get it at my age. Why should it be any different at theirs?!
heh heh heh heh heh
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