Homegrown Texan

Butt. Poop. Burp. Stinky. Yucky. Flush it down the toilet.

Yes, these are the favorite topics of conversation for my 2 boys. A dear friend who has raised several boys told me today that this is only the beginning. Thankfully, they haven't started the burp/poop/fart contests (yet).

A few days ago Nathan was drawing on his Magna-doodle, and drew something which I heard him say "looks like a butt". It was an ovalish shape with a straight line down the middle. Today I heard him say that he drew a "rectangle butt". Yep, you guessed it...it was a rectangle with a line down the middle.

Then, of course, Michael had to ask him to draw a triangle butt. Nathan had trouble accomplishing this and started to cry. Thankfully he got over it...I can just see myself trying to console a 3-year-old because he can't draw a triangle butt.

The words to all the children's songs are now modified to sing about some sort of excrement, or excrement-producing body part.

I can tell that this is way more than I can control. The best I can hope to do is to teach them to refrain from this kind of talk in key places (like restaurants).