It’s Not All Mary Poppins

I Think I Liked Poo Better

Remember how fixated we all were on poo not that long ago? I’m a little nervous we’ve found a new focus for our prurient inclinations, and I’m hoping it doesn’t stick around as long as the poo did. So to speak.

George is singing.

“Yankee Doodle went to town,
A riding on his pony.
Stuck his penis in his hat,
And called it macaroni!”

To which Darcy responds: “Stick your penis up your NOSE!”

BWAH-hahahahahahahahahahaha!!!

And thus begins the life-long fascination…

January 18, 2006 - Posted by | Developmental stuff, Mischief, sex, the cuteness!

17 Comments »

  1. I’m with you on this one Mary. Bring back the poo! There’s far less trouble you can get in with poo.

    Comment by Simon P. Chappell | January 18, 2006 | Reply

  2. Well, for their sake, hopefully someday they’ll figure out better places to stick their penises.

    (Just keep them away from my daughter)

    Comment by Matthew | January 18, 2006 | Reply

  3. What’s scary is the moms here in Stepford would probably freak out and take their kids to therapy after that little exchange!

    Comment by Cheryl | January 18, 2006 | Reply

  4. Simon: Too right you are! I think I’ll have to put this notion to their parents, who will get a huge laugh out of it, I’m sure.

    Matthew: I’m sure they will. (How he imagined he could stick it up his own nose is beyond me.) Keep them from your daughter? I dunno, Matthew: a couple of them will probably make fine husband material one day!

    Cheryl: So what I’m hearing is this: Take a woman with no sense of humour, severely impaired common sense, no idea of normal child development – but a TON of money, give her a child, and you have a Stepford Mommy! (Am I right?)

    Comment by Mary P. | January 18, 2006 | Reply

  5. OH DEARY.

    I gotta admit while they are quite funny (the children and penises) I think I like the poo stories better-especially in public.

    Nice of Darcy to tell George to stick it up his nose.

    Comment by kimmyk | January 18, 2006 | Reply

  6. There’s a part of me that really REALLY wants to teach the boys to sing that song . . .

    But there’s another part of me that wants them NOT to be expelled from school. Sigh.

    Comment by Susan | January 18, 2006 | Reply

  7. Ha! I’ve never heard that version of it…

    Comment by jen-o-rama | January 18, 2006 | Reply

  8. You’re right, Mary. And then there are the Stepford Teachers who would call Social Services because, I mean, wherever would a child get such an idea if he/she was not being molested? Don’t think I’m kidding.

    Here in Stepford, kids can’t even take chapstick to school. Because it’s a drug. I’m serious.

    Comment by Cheryl | January 18, 2006 | Reply

  9. Kimmyk: Despite the title, I found this exchange rather sweet. They’re just beginning to understand that it’s not something talked about in certain circumstances, which makes it a wee bit naughty, but they have no idea why. It’s indicative of their innocence – lil cuties that they are.

    Susan: I was going to respond with “Oh, come now: children aren’t expelled for potty talk” and then I read Cheryl’s comment. Hmmm…

    Jen: You and Susan should teach your boys. ‘Course, then you’d all have to home-school together, but Hey!, that’d be fun, right??

    Cheryl: Ummm, don’t they know that the boys KNOW they have a penis? And that it’s good for them to have the correct terms for their genitalia, as a protection against abuse?

    And how sick and twisted is that, to sexualize children in such a way! Sexualizing them, attributing grown-up awareness and motivations to the entirely normal, HEALTHY sexual development of a toddler is every bit as sick as the mindset that leads a different person to abuse them.

    Eeewww.

    Comment by Mary P. | January 18, 2006 | Reply

  10. And here all this time I thought the proper clinical word for the male genetalia was, “wee wee,” winky” or “chin-chin.”

    Comment by L. | January 18, 2006 | Reply

  11. Chin-chin? That’s a new one on me! The parents of my tots, bless their generally well-educated hearts, tend to give them the proper words for things. Very few wee-wees and pee-pees in the lot, though there was one who called his his “beebeedoo”. (But that was a family joke!)

    Comment by Mary P. | January 18, 2006 | Reply

  12. Hi Mary,

    I’ve been offline for a couple of days and am just now catching up!

    Too funny! I too believe in teaching my kids the correct names for body parts.

    The best was when I found my son on the toilet fondling his testicles. “Mommy”, he said, “I have two balls in my scrotum.”

    I couldn’t help it. I turned red from the effort of not laughing. I am proud that I was able to calmly say something to the effect of “Yes honey, they are called testicles.”

    Ben refered to them as tentacles for months afterwards, so perhaps I should work on my diction.

    Comment by Andie D. | January 18, 2006 | Reply

  13. So much for little boys’ language. Does say a thing or two about men’s language, ya?

    (Btw, you are being tagged. Please check my blog for more information.)

    Comment by Queen Bee | January 19, 2006 | Reply

  14. AndieD: Guess it’s hard to enunciate clearly when you’re choking with laughter…

    QueenBee: Boys and their toys. Girls’ stuff is so discreet and neatly packaged, it generally takes them way longer to find it – some never find the good stuff, sad as that may seem…

    I’ll go check your blog now. I haven’t been keeping up well with my reading this week, since I can’t sit. I’ve discoverd I can blog while laying on my belly on the floor with a hot pack on my back – and the position is one of the “exercises” prescribed by the physio! Too bad it’s not comfortable for long stretches.

    Comment by Mary P. | January 19, 2006 | Reply

  15. “while laying on my belly on the floor with a hot pack on my back” Ya, it can be quite taxing if you maintain that position long. I can’t hold out too in that position.

    Hope your back recovers soon!

    Comment by Queen Bee | January 20, 2006 | Reply

  16. Thank you. So do I!

    Comment by Mary P. | January 20, 2006 | Reply

  17. I can always count on you to lighten the weary load.

    Takes me back to E.T. and one of the boys calling the other penis breath.

    Comment by Granny | January 21, 2006 | Reply


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