Out of the mouths of babes
Now that my son is almost a teenager, I don’t have cute little toddler stories to share. Therefore, I will share a not so cute (but funny) story of my nephews, who are 2 and 4, and who embarrassed my brother-in-law yesterday, to my and my sister’s delight.
All four of them were shopping at the mall, and my sister needed to go grocery shopping, so my brother-in-law volunteered to stay at the mall with the kids, thinking it would be easier for her to shop without two toddlers (he was right). This mall has a playground for the kids, with a dinosaur theme.
Not too long after they were playing, nature came a callin’ for the 2-year-old, Jack. He stood at the top of the dinosaur slide and assumed “the stance.” You know the one, the half bent over, face turning red, grunting kinda stance. His older brother, Sam, was upset because he was waiting in line with the other children to get down the slide. He began yelling, “Daddy, Jack is pooping on the slide.”
His dad ran to get them both, enduring many amused faces from the other mothers in the play area. Jack then began saying, “No, no poo, me no poo, me play.” He ran off to play with his brother inside the dinosaur egg, where Sam screams at the top of his lungs, “Jack, stop poo pooing in the dinosaur egg! Daddy, Jack is pooping in the egg!”
My sister told me that her cell phone began ringing non-stop when she was in the checkout line, and she finally answered it, only to hear, “Where are you? Can you hurry up?”
My brother-in-law told her that he had escaped to the family bathroom at the mall. My sister told him, “Look on the wall and read me what it says.”
“Uh, it says ‘If you have an emergency, come to customer service for a free diaper.’”
“Yes, OR, you could have asked any of those laughing mothers if they would sell you a diaper, and I’m sure one of them would have gladly given you one.”
As soon as she pulled up to the mall to pick them up, Sam began yelling, “Mommy, Jack pooped in the dinosaur egg and everyone laughed, even the other mommies.”
“No, Sam, they weren’t laughing at Jack. They were laughing at Daddy.”
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