On an almost daily basis, we are reminded just how different boys are from girls. Our oldest two are beautiful girls, and raising them has certainly led to some interesting moments. But nothing compares to what our oldest son has come up with.
A week or so ago I was explaining to the children what a number of childhood torture techniques were. You know, the classics: wet willie, Indian burn, purple nurple, dead arm, mule bite, swirly. Along with each name, I had to explain, in some detail, what the technique involved.
Tonight, Alex was getting ready for his shower. We heard him yelling something from the bathroom. Not mad or upset, just yelling. I went in to the bathroom to see what was going on. There he was, stark raving naked, sitting on the toilet. Only, he wasn't really sitting on the toilet. He was sitting IN the toilet. The toilet seat was up and he had his hind end fully in the water.
What was he yelling? "Butt swirly, butt swirly, butt swirly!"
He looked at me, completely serious as he tried to reach behind him to flush the toilet "I'm just trying to give myself a butt swirly, to wash the poop right down the toilet!"
Seriously? Seriously.
LOL! Peter, this is the funniest thing I've read yet!LOL! Kids not only say, they do the darndest thing!lol!
ReplyDeleteI totally can't wait to be a parent; that's awesome.
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