Monday, December 31, 2007


Gilberto, singing to himself: I like the way you move it, move it. I like the way you move it...

Gabi: Hey! Move and Poop! Daddy, move and poop, they rhyme!

Gilberto: That's my girl!

I'm glad he's so proud of her, though I think it has more to do with the content of what she said as opposed to her attempt to rhyme.

I didn't know that girls went through the poop stage. But I can now attest that they do. Yes, girls seem to be just as fascinated by the word poop as boys. It's a lovely addition to our family vocabulary.

I have to admit, though, that during times of incessent crying or full on breakdowns, I've spurted out a poop word or two, in an effort to get Gabi to laugh. And it works! I like to think that I'm adaptable.

1 comment:

  1. Yes - girls go through the poop stage! No doubt about that. I´ve heard it all by now. And I don´t appreciate to be called "poop-mom" by our youngest. She is completely stuck in the poop stage. It´s the funniest word she knows and she´s all excited over the reaction from others when she says just that remarkable word.
    I do hope this phase is over soon...


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