A game

During bedtime routine:

B: Hey, Max, remember when we played poop on each other?

My interject: What game is that, Briggs? (Yes, I was biting the inside of my cheeks)

B: Well, me and Max and Kharis and Clayton play poop on each other. Sometimes we toot or burp, too.

Me: Where do you play this?

B: At the football (WCA) game.

Max: Yes, I made it up.

I guess this is only the beginning. Boys and their bodily functions.

Comments

. said…
Hilarious! Brings back memories. This next generation is just like the one before it.
Love to you three,
Andrew
The Wagners said…
Crack me up!
Anonymous said…
Real poop?