I was hiding in the bathroom this morning when I overheard this exchange...
Trevor: "POOPY ALARM! POOPY ALARM! POOPY ALARM! DEVIN IS POOPY!"
Dad: "Oh, is that the Poopy Alarm?"
Trevor: "Yeah. It was just me using my voice to be the poopy alarm, though."
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We were at a festival at a Marsh Nature Center over the weekend. I overheard a mom say this to her son who looked about 7:
"Yes, honey, I know it's a Marsh, but there are no marshmallows."
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