Crushed, Bloody Penguins
"Mommy, what does penguin juice look like?"
"Ummm..." I'm stalling here because the visual I just got was that of the "What's black and white and red all over" variety. Ick. Crushed, bloody penguins.
"Honey, there's no such thing. That would hurt the penguins."
"Oh" (Pause) "Mommy, what does turtle juice look like?"
Ahhh, definitely weird conversational morning with my Li'l guy. L'il Guy a.k.a. Mr. P (called this since inutero) also seems to have some alarming interest and questions about his moniker "pee" and especially a fascination with poo, boogers, and unfortunately, "crap." Truly, I think he feigns his curiousity just to see how often he can work these banned words into conversation --while bodily functions are natural, these words along with very inappropriate words like butthole, stupid, vagina and yes, the F-bomb, are now banned as inappropriate because of frequency of use.
We big people, and his older brother who often sets him up to then get in trouble as well (case in point CG Replicant teaching Li'l Man the middle finger), really need to curb our potty mouths. Shit!
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