I'm babysitting my sister's kid again and he's basically waging war between the turtles and my Spider-man toys right now a few feet away. A second ago, I sneezed and he looked over and said, "You farted. Yucky." As two-year-olds are wont to do, I suppose.
So, I stopped what I was doing and typed this.
Heh :)
ReplyDeleteI once asked one of our children's book-groups to collaborate on writing a poem. They were all very excited when I explained that, as the library doesn't practice censorship, they could use any words they wanted.
Apparently " Poo, poo, bum-head, pooey bum poo" is the greatest poem on earth!
I don't know. The rhyme scheme seems a little off.
ReplyDeleteThat's my fault. I told them it didn't need to rhyme :)
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