Poop Talk

Like many kids, my kids favorite kind of humor is potty humor.  They are certainly pretty inappropriate at times.   I know that Brad and I are largely to blame.  We have never been very proper in this area.  Even before we began dating Brad would fart infront of me. His sisters can attest that he has always been that way.  I don't get embarrassed about much and have never been molly manners.  Much to my dear mothers chagrin, we were not even aloud to use the word fart in our house and I had to pay my parents a quarter every time I burped. My mom even sent me to a week long etiquette camp when I was 12 hoping it might refine me into more of a women.  It didn't.  I remember a family I babysat for weekly was very concerned about potty humor.  They had three boys and one girl and so maybe having the three boys they felt like it was an important thing to teach them.  There was no tolerance and the slitest "potty talk" as they called it resulted in a time out sitting on the toilet.  I guess I have just never made it much of and issue in our home and Brad and I laughing at them probably doesn't help discouraging the behavior.  

Here are a few examples to demonstrate my unruly children.  Alex told us the other day that she sometimes farts at school. She said "I don't care, the kids laugh at me but it doesn't bother me.  What?  Everyone needs to fart sometimes."

The girls were all crammed in their bathroom the other night.  Some were brushing their teeth and Alex was on the toilet.  I walked into a stinky bathroom and said "wow, that stinks.  Are you pooping alex?"  and she said "yes".  Ayden looked into the toilet and said "I don't see any poop." And Alex said "it is in the hole"  and Ayden said "the toilet hole or the butt hole".  Like it was no big deal Alex said "the toilet hole".

After Laela poops she says "momma, did you hear it go "plop" into the toilet?" She also said one time that her pee is like a waterfall and her poop is a shark.

Yesterday, on Mother's Day.  I woke around up 8:30 to a lovely breakfast made by Brad and no sound from the girls.  It was so nice that they chose to sleep in, I was already feeling pleased with the direction Mother's Day was going.  Then as Brad and I were eating we heard giggling from Ayden and Alex's room.  I love when my girls play well together and giggling from your happy kids is really one of the best sounds on earth.  They then came out of their room and their shirts were off and they told us they were having nipple tickle wars.  We watched as they proceded to have these little wars.  I don't think I need to describe the rules of the game but we are going to have to stop these soon before it becomes really inappropriate.  :)

We probably have to start refining my girls a little bit, but we may have to start with Brad and I.