My kids’ vocabulary improves, like every single day. They speak in sentences, which I find amazing. I mean, how is it that these little people were able to learn a language in such a short time? Six months ago, they barely spoke at all. And now? Eliza adds as many words into her sentences to make them as long as possible. And she sings! She makes up songs with the names of everyone she knows. It’s usually to the tune of ‘Twinkle, Twinkle’ but sometimes, not.
Two nights ago, I got them corn on the cob to go with their dinner. It’s their favorite and their eyes (Especially Eliza’s eyes) positively lit up when they saw it on their plates.
(This is where it gets a little gross, just so you know)
The next morning, Eliza told me she ‘poopted’ and as I was changing her diaper, I was all like, “Gross! There’s corn in your poop!”
She looked all confused, so I showed her. Then I taught her to say, “I poopted and there’s corn in my poop.” She practiced over and over and then we called everyone she knows so she could say it over the phone. I could not stop laughing. It just sounded so funny when she said it. We called her Nana and her Babci and her uncle and her Daddy and she said it to all of them. They were like, “Um, Ohh, okay.”
Can you see where the title of this post comes in? My sense of humor hasn’t really matured from fifth grade. And actually, it is more the sense of humor of a fifth grade boy.
So later, the husband and I dragged the kids to Lowe’s because our air conditioning busted and we were trying to find fuses for the compressor, which, according to my husband, someone stole right out of the box since last year. So we’re in line, waiting to pay and Eliza was talking to the old man in line behind us. I hear her talking about how her brother is a “bad, bad boy!” And “that’s Mommy” and ‘Daddy went to the car.” And next?
Next she says, “I poopted and there was corn in my poop!” Halfway though that sentence (which I heard in slow motion), the little voice inside my head was going, “Nooooooo…” as if it were trying to prevent a stack of expensive china from crashing to the floor.
The man looked horrified.
Luckily, she went from that to the next non-sequitur without missing a beat, though the man was in the process of backing away from her by then.