Last night I put The Boy in his bed in his sleeping bag (he wanted to camp out) and then went to tuck The Princess into her bed. When I came back to his room to tuck him in, he said, "Mom, what does 'defecate' mean?" Ugh...I'm going to kill his big sister. She's probably outside his door right now stifling a giggle. How did she sneak in and corrupt The Boy so quickly? I was only out of the room for a minute!
"What?!"
"What does 'defecate' mean?" Okay, maybe I won't kill her. It's a pretty big word so part of me is sort of impressed. I'm a little surprised she knew it, actually. Wait, maybe it was on Noggin...he learns so much from Noggin. Can't really remember a song about defecation, though...hmm. "Don't wait..defecate. Don't wait...defecate." Nah...I would've remembered that.
"Where did you hear that word, son?"
"When you zipped up my sleeping bag, you said to not go to sleep at the bottom because I would defecate."
"Son....'suffocate'."
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