"Mommy, I have a Problem...."

[Mona_Lisa_Simpson]

My son thinks he’s funny. He’s three and a half. Humour is body part and potty functions.
So interestingly he decides to say to an aquaintance of mine when we met in the grocery store…“You have a poopy penis.”

The man is gay. I got an odd look…Then youngfoolie looked at me and said “Mommy has poopy boobies!” (New favourite word…boobies…not sure where he got that… he learns correct words from me!) “Poopy penis! Poopy boobies… I just made a funny joke!” Then starts a song and dance routine in the middle of A&P. Yah, kids are fun.

[Eureka]

Eating dinner with my brother, his wife, their daughters (age 2 and 4) and a friend the other day, discussion revolves around preferances for onion or poppyseed buns for our burgers, and preferences in bagels for breakfast.

Says the 4 year old. “I like bagels with chocolate sprinkles best”

Says Daddy, quietly “Otherwise known as donuts”.

It took friend a minute or two to get it.

[Nava]

@elfkin477

I once had this conversation with one of my favorite four-year-olds:

“What happens when you flush the toilet?”
“The water is flushed away and the toilet refills itself with clean water.”
At this point she looked exaperated and burst out “No, Shannon! Where does the poop go?”
“When the toilet flushes the water goes down a pipe and collects in a big container underground called a septic tank. Eventually the poop gets mushier and breaks up into tiny pieces.”
“Oh good.”

I still wonder why that was good…

Because it’s not going to clog up the pipes, d’uh!