Mr. 4 asked me to wipe his bottom today after a trip to the bathroom.
Then he showed me he could count to five.
"Look mom! Five poops. One. Two. Three. Four Five."
We're not doing anything here if we aren't always looking for those teaching moments.
Furiously scribbled by Amie Adams at 9:45 PM
Labels: education, Living with Boys, parenting
4 Deserve Mamma's Love:
Oh my! That would so happen in my house too!
hahaha - I'm almost ashamed to say I took a photo of my boy's droppings cause they were nuclear radioactive green (from the food colouring a friend of mine fed the children) and he DESPERATELY wanted to show her son when he came home from school...
See, you're surrounded by normal parents. Always teaching a lesson - food colouring/play do cookies turn your insides green. Never eat it again!
Counting is important. Well done # 4
LOL
I guess whatever works, works.
Dude. 5 poops are totally impressive. Hailey would be making up a whole song about them.
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