They are hilarious. I have hardly any experience with them actually, but babysat a friend's kids last night and the older of the two just turned 4. Here are some the gems she asked me while we were getting ready for bed:
4 yr old - "Do you have a baby in your tummy?"
Me - "No, but I'm glad I got up at 6:00 a.m. for that gym workout today. Clearly it's paying off." (Sighs, eats cookie)
4 yr old - "Does Audrey still drink milk out of your boobies?"
Me - "No, but I miss those boobies."
4 yr old - "Why are you watching me poop*?"
Me - "Oh, sorry, I thought maybe you needed some help." I start walking out of the bathroom, then I hear, "Where are you going?! I want you to watch me poop!" and I'm walking back into the bathroom...
*Yes, I realize an obscene number of my posts mention the word "poop" and this is probably costing us 1.5 of our 2 blog readers - sorry. On the flip side it's bringing us some new blog readers that Google freaky things having to do w/poop. No, I am not obsessed with poop - swearsies - but all this talk of poop could explain why I have no friends.
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