Convos with Kiddos…

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I love reading other bloggers’ posts on the conversations they have with the kiddos in their lives. My man-friend has two really sweet boys: R is 4 years old and is a wild child. He’s very, very sweet and full of vigor. T is 6 years old. He’s super sweet as well, incredibly smart (doesn’t miss a beat) and keeps us all on our toes. I’ve tried to keep track of all the incredibly hilarious ish they’ve said, but I always forget to write it down. These are the convos that stick out the most:

Backstory: The first weekend I met the boys, we were all at the grocery and I took T (who happens to have white-blonde hair even though neither of his parents do) over to Starbucks with me.

Lady in line behind us, speaking to me: Where did he get that blonde hair?!

T: Oh. That’s not my mom. She’s my dad’s girlfriend. My mom’s out of town.

Me (trying to figure out how to follow that up): Well… Yep.

 

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While reading the book “Room on the Broom” to them and using my best witch voice:

T: Could you please stop using that voice? It’s pretty much the worst witch voice I’ve ever heard.

Me: Well… at least you asked nicely.

 

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While teaching the boys to play card games:

R: Stop! Don’t play any more! I have to go poop!

Me: Ok, go ahead. We’ll wait for you.

R (after getting halfway up the stairs, coming back down to add): Don’t worry. It will not be a very big poop. Just wait!

 

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After the first round of cards (we were playing War):

Me: You just won!

T: BOOM!

 

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About to go grab water for him for bedtime:

R:  DO IT!

Me: Can you ask nicely, please?

R: Please may you do it?

 

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While taking R to the bathroom during a ski break at the lodge:

Me (waiting outside the stall): How’s it going, buddy?

R: It’s good. I’m pooping SO MUCH POOP!

Me: Alright, awesome. Keep it cranking.

R: Come look at it. There’s so much poop in the toilet!

Me: I’ll come in as soon as you’re finished.

R: Please may you wipe my bum?

Me: Yes. Are you all finished?

R: Yes. LOOK AT ALL THE POOP!

The other ladies in the bathroom got as much of a laugh out of it as I did… They were just pumped they didn’t have to go in with all the poop.

 

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