It’s Not All Mary Poppins

Playdough and Poop Cones – three minutes of Darcy and George

“I’m making dog poop.”

“You are?”

“Uh-huh. See?”

“Well, I’m making cookies.”

“You want to know how to make dog poop, Darcy?”

“Okay, George.”

“Well, you take your playdough like this, and you wole, wole, wole it, and then you fladden it out. You fladden it out like this. Then you wole it some more and make a pile, and that’s dog poop. Then you fladden it out again and make a cake. You make a cake like this, and it’s all nice and warm.” (Mmm…Warm dog poop cake.)

“Now we need to wash our hands.” (My heart warms: my training is paying off!)

“Yes! Wash, wash, wash, wash, wash.”

“When we’re doing making one cake, we can make some more dog poop, and then we can make another cake! My cake is made out of chocolate. Chocolate poop.”

“Now I need to make a surprise, George.” (What? Warm chocolate dog poop cake isn’t surprising enough for you?)

“Is it dog poop?”

“No, it’s a house.”

“With people in it?”

“No, it doesn’t have people in it. It just has pretend people in it.”

“And dog poop?” (Surprise!)

“No, ‘cuz they don’t gots a dog.”

“I will make them a dog.”

“But your dog can’t poop in the house, only in the yard.”

“I will make you a dog pooping on the ground outside, a dog pooping on the ground.”

“I’m making pine cones for the ground outside.”

“Hey, your pine cones look like dog poop!” George is delighted.

“Yes, but they’re pine cones.” Darcy is firm.

“Pine cones?” A little coaxing.

“Pine cones.” More firmness.

“That look like dog poop.”

“They’re poop cones.” Impish grin from Darcy.

“Poop cones?!?” Bawdy laughter from the both of them.

Yeah, and the poop cones will keep the bad guys away from my house. (I’ll just bet.)

And now we need to wash our hands again.

Yeah. Wash, wash, wash, wash, wash.

March 1, 2006 - Posted by | Uncategorized

10 Comments »

  1. I should take a picture of our front “yard”. We have pine cones and rocks for decorations.

    Those boys are hilarious.

    Comment by Granny | March 1, 2006 | Reply

  2. Zoey’s made poop with Play-Doh before. Of course, she’s also made blood.

    Gotta ask, is that “art” real? If so, where is it located?

    Comment by Chag | March 1, 2006 | Reply

  3. oh yes, overheard at a 4-year-old’s bday party once:
    Why did the chicken cross the road?
    Because he had to take a poop!
    Bwah-ha-ha-ha-ha!
    They are SO funny -how do you not laugh too?

    Comment by kittenpie | March 1, 2006 | Reply

  4. PileCake…so much chocolate. Yum!

    Comment by jw | March 1, 2006 | Reply

  5. Zen Baby just pooped in the potty! (Sorry, it’s a first and I’m excitedly envisioning an end to diapers.)

    Comment by MsSisyphus | March 1, 2006 | Reply

  6. Sometimes I ask, are kid’s sense of smell weaker? Most kids seem to have played or messed around with pooh before…

    Comment by Queen Bee | March 2, 2006 | Reply

  7. Granny: Pine cones and rocks? Are any of the rocks painted? Did the girls do it?

    Chag: No blood here. Lots of poop, as you know, and also spit and barf and pee on occasion. Lovely.

    Yes, that’s real art. Looking for pictures for this post, I did an image search using “pile of poo” as my subject. Got some pretty gross stuff, let me tell you. This, however, came up a couple of times, labelled “San Jose’s famous pile of poo”.

    I Googled ‘San Jose’ and found no mention of their “famous pile of poo” – which is made of metal and carved with all sorts of angles, patterns, and decorations. If you find out anything more, let me know!

    KIttepie: They are funny. They don’t always GET jokes. Well, they know jokes are things that make other people laugh, but they don’t quite understand why. Average Mom has a funny post on that very subject.

    JW: Is Pile Cake a real thing, or simply inspired by this post? We (adults) love chocolate around here – the real thing, that is, not the playdough dog poop variation.

    MsSisyphus: HURRAY!! Congratulations! Yes, the end is definitely in sight!

    QueenBee: I’ve seen kids fingerpaint with the stuff. Not, of course, that I stood by and watched. Course, it all doesn’t smell equally bad: seems the taboo on feces is not inherent, but is taught. It’s pretty effectively taught, though, isn’t it?

    Comment by Mary P. | March 2, 2006 | Reply

  8. Well, at least they are washing, right?

    Comment by jen-o-rama | March 2, 2006 | Reply

  9. missisyphus, I too am looking forward to the end, although little pumpkinpie is about to move to daycare, so I figure I won’t push the point until she’s settled. Meanwhile, she does it at times and not at others. She did one morning have a *major* poo incident that involved her hands and much of her crib environs being coated too, but being a neat freak (obviously not my own genes!) she was quite upset about it.

    Comment by kittenpie | March 3, 2006 | Reply

  10. Mary, pilecake.jpg is the file name of the photo that you posted. Is that playdough and not real chocolate? Darn, I was drooling.

    (Disregard the time of this post. There was a crash outside and I had to go look. Someone crashed through a fire hydrant — lots of water out there.)–>

    Comment by jw | March 5, 2006 | Reply


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