I don't remember Riley ever being so fascinated with body functions. And I'm rather surprised that it has happened with Jeremy so young. Being a woman myself, I don't recall being so enthralled with these sort of things either, although I'm sure some family members would care to disagree.
Just a few minutes ago, I noticed Jeremy dumped a puzzle on the table. That's fine. No worries. Then I see him bending down, as if he's looking for something. I asked him, "Did you drop a puzzle piece?"
"Nope. I'm pooping." Ah, fun stuff.
Reminds me of yesterday when Jeremy put his cup on my leg. I said, "Excuse me?"
"Mommy, did you just have gas?"
Yeah, somehow this isn't what I imagined when finding out the child I was carrying for nine months was a boy. I have a feeling, though, this is only the beginning...
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My boys are all about the bodily functions. They have to tell me every little thing that happens, when it happens, how long it takes, what it looks like...everything. I think that's just par for the course. At this point, I'll settle for them not demanding to know what I'M doing every time I go to the bathroom.
Ah yes, I seem to recall your post about the cat farting. The joy of boys. :) I can only imagine how disgusting our future is going to be.
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