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Mrs. Poo Poo

August 12, 2008

If my seven-year-old son, Jon-David, is so well behaved…

In fact, my best behaved child…

My easiest child…My “could take him anywhere” child”…

My somewhat quiet child…


When he went over to Aunt Mander’s (Amanda) for his first sleepover last night…

And he met woman who stopped by Amanda’s house for a minute…

A GROWN-UP….THAT HE’S NEVER MET…(not that it makes it any better)…

Why did he giggle and call her “Mrs. Poo Poo”??????

To her face.

While (to be completely honest) Amanda cracked up in the other room. NOT VERY HELPFUL, AUNT MANDER!

Some days I feel like I’m getting it right in parenting.

Some days I feel like I’ll never get it right.

2 Comments leave one →
  1. August 13, 2008 10:07 pm

    I will not giggle or laugh, no matter how tempted I may feel…cause if I do, I will then face the same kind of mortification via one of my own offspring! 🙂

  2. August 14, 2008 12:58 am

    oh, man… it’s to keep you humble, chica… to keep you humble

    *surpresses a giggle*

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