3-year-old poop. By the numbers.Posted: Saturday, November 28, 2009
Still on our Vermont trip and only one deer down. Here’s some random stuff Icepick Junior, age 3, said.
To me and Mrs. Icepick, in a roomful of lunchtime patrons in a diner: “I need to go to the bathroom. I have to poop!”
So pleased with the diner experience, Junior pretended to be a waiter later that evening, complete with a pad and red pen. Upon taking down someone’s “order” of a hamburger with lettuce: “We don’t have any lettuce. We only have numbers.”