101 Ways (OK, make it 6) to Incorporate the Word Poop into a Conversation

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February 27, 2013 by Katia

Future parents, I’m sorry, but you knew this was coming, right? The inevitable poop post. At least it’s short. ish. 

The dawn of the age of potty talk is upon us (are you humming Aquarius too, or are you young?) On the cusp of his fourth birthday, 3 Year Old finally realized that poop is funnier than anything else so now EVERYTHING is poop. I stand corrected – some things are actually poopy. And whatever’s not poop or poopy is poopy-head. This happened on Sunday:

Hi nice to meet you, I am The Milk, a.k.a. poop head.

On Monday 36 Year Old went back to work and then there were three, myself and 6 Month Old – awake since 4am and on the opposite end of the energy level spectrum – 3 Year Old putting his best foot forward in a battle against nursery school attendance. And then there was a fourth, silent partner, with us – my back ache. I decided to appeal to 3 Year Old’s better nature and knowledge of Treehouse TV “what’s gonna work?” I last-end-resorted expecting him to sing back “teaaaam work!”as usual. Instead he fired “poop work!” at me, squeezed out a fake cheeky laugh and ran. Welcome to my new life.

Here are some more poop references all made in the last 48 hours.

Monday Afternoon

I poop on your conbersation. (sic)

I poop on your conbersation (sic)

I poop on your conbersation – in response to “how was nursery school?”

Monday Afternoon

Sometimes I ponder God. And poop.

Sometimes I ponder God. And poop.

3 Year Old: Mommy? What if we wanted to make a smaller earth? Would there still be, ummmm, earth?

Me (not quite getting it, but understanding that he is trying to express something profound, but can’t find the exact words, I finally decide on: ) It’s one of the greatest mysteries in life. We’re not exactly sure who created earth.

3 Year Old: Maybe God.

Me (this could be a key moment in his life, in a soft spiritual tone): Maybe.

3 Year Old: Maybe Poop God. (cheeky teeth exposing fake laugh). – in the car.

Tuesday Morning

You're eating poop meal!

You’re eating poop meal!

You’re eating poopmeal! – In response to “mommy, what are you eating?” “Oatmeal”.

I'm more of a 'if you wanna poop, poop don't talk' kind of guy.

I’m more of a ‘if you wanna poop, poop don’t talk’ kind of guy.

Does this sound like your life, poopy heads?

14 thoughts on “101 Ways (OK, make it 6) to Incorporate the Word Poop into a Conversation

  1. Julie DeNeen says:

    Ha!! That was great. It’s so true. The word poop illicits giggles for all three of my kids.

    • Katia says:

      :-)) I’ll let you in on a secret, Julie, despite my best efforts to be an adult, I thought it was really funny when he called me poop head. I think he realizes that hence “poopy this” and “poopy that”.

  2. Terrye says:

    LOL This was pooptastic!🙂

  3. Lol. Leave it to a boy to turn a profound conversation into light-hearted potty-humour.

  4. Stephanie Sprenger says:

    That is all kinds of awesome. The fake laugh…conbersation…poopmeal…maybe I am juvenile myself, because I found every single thing he said to be hilarious and amusing. And the pictures- ahhh! So cute. This post made my day.

    • Katia says:

      😀 I’m juvenile myself, Stephanie, I find it all extremely funny but I try not to show it. I think I’m supposed to play the authoritative figure in this exchange. I think??

      SO glad you liked it!😀

  5. Alison says:

    I so love that he called you a poop head! Heh.
    Oh, the little one is SO GORGEOUS!

  6. Abigail says:

    Haha, with my little boy due any day now this feels like a glimpse into my future. The worst thing is I have the hardest time keeping a straight face about these kinds of things with my nephews. I have a feeling I’m doomed to unintentionally encouraging the poop talk through involuntary giggles. Forever.

    • Katia says:

      You know what, Abigail, I’m definitely an enabler of poop talk.I don’t think this whole post would have happened if he suspected I was genuinely upset over his “bathroom talk” as he refers to it.

      Congratulations, you’ll love being a little boy’s mommy! So so exciting!

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