This morning....
Me: "Good morning bubba! What would you like to eat for breakfast?"
JR: "Ummmm," (stopping to ponder--you can see him thinking) "I want poop."
Me: "Poop? For breakfast?"
JR: "Yeah (smiling now. because he knows how silly he is)."
Me: "That's gross, baby. We don't eat poop."
JR: "Yeah. from ou-side"
Me: "Not gonna happen, J. Pick something else."
JR: "Why?"
Me: "Because we don't eat poop. It's yucky."
JR: "Oh. Oh-tay. I want snack."
For the record, he next asked for an icy pop but settled for applesauce, which he only half-ate because he then asked for yogurt.
Sigh.
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Golf and veggies
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