Things have been a little serious around here, don’t you think? Leave it to my kids to marble in potty humor when you need a good laugh. Madeline actually had her first sleepover last Friday at a friend’s house, and her mom texted me that night telling me what a hoot my daughter was because she was telling them all about our summer trips to Maine. Did she mention the pristine, Hemlock-lined shoreline, the canoe rides, roasting marshmallows in the gaping mouth of the stone fireplace, or chasing dragonflies? Of course not. Instead, she gave her friend and her family a detailed account of why she preferred pooping in the outhouse rather than the new compost toilet even though the outhouse was terribly smelly. That’s my girl.
Then there was this recent conversation:
Madeline: Mommy, why do we say, “Excuse me” when we beanie* and stuff** and also when we’re trying to get by someone?
*Beanie, for those of you who do not share our potty vernacular refers to passing gas.
**Stuff refers to burps. My child asked this provocative question after her toddler sister burped at the dinner table and was immediately instructed to say, “Excuse me.”