At playgroup today one of my Mumrades commented that the potty talk begins in earnest once children start school. Apparently her very bright kindergarten boy is spouting about poos and wees at any opportunity. Forgive me for my parental boasting, but by these standards P2 is an extremely advanced child. Some might even say shes “gifted”. At just two and a half my precocious little princess could give any big school boy a run for his money in the potty humour stakes. In fact the Farrelly could turn to her for inspiration such is her ability to turn the brown stuff into comedy gold. Of course Mums see their kids differently to the way the rest of the world does. The unkind might think she was just randomly shouting “poo, poo” instead of wittily reeling off humourous gems.
I’ll let you decide.
Inevitably I am roped into playing eyespy on bus trips into the city.
P2: I spy with eye, beginning with P
Mumabulous: Is it a pole? , Is it people?, Is it pants?
P2: Naaaaaaw Poo Poo! hahahahahahahahah
Mumabulous: That’s very clever darling. Poo Poo does begin with P, but I dont see any right now.
Again on a bus into town.
P2: Knock, knock.
Mumabulous: Who’s there?
P2: Poo Poo.
Mumabulous: Right. Poo Poo who?
P2: Yeh. Hahahahahahahaha
Mumabulous: You’re very silly, you’re so silly.
P2: Knock, knock.
Mumabulous: (Sigh) Who’s there?
P2: POO POO!!!! Hahahahahahahaha
Mumabulous: You really need to get some new material.
Driving to Maroubra, both girls strapped in their seats. The radio is on and Usher is crooning “Without you, without you”.
P2: (Melodically) Without poo, without poo. Oh oh oh without poo.
At the dinner table.
P1: Mum what was my first word when I was a baby?
Mumabulous: It was “uh-oh”, then “up”.
P1: And what was my sister’s first word?
P2: (Without missing a beat) POO POO!!!! Hahahahahahahaha
Mum & Dadabulous: LOL
So what do you think? Am I raising the next Kristen Wiig or creating a monster?
Happy nappy changing and potty times.