"Why did the mustard poop chicken cross the road???"
TO GET TO THE OTHER SIDE!!!!
~insert loud exaggerated Averi laughter.~
Oh, how adding the word "poop" to everything makes a 3 1/2yr old's comedic world somehow anew. I remember reading about this "potty humor" once in a blog by a pre-school teacher. In hopes to get giggles from the fellow classmates, the little stars would add words like "poop" and "fart" for guaranteed spice. I must say even i have chuckled at her creativity with this. Sure, some adults might cringe in public and elders shake their head, but as far as I see it at least its not an expletive. Things could be a lot worse. Speaking of poop....
A horrible cold bug has swept the family twice over, making sure no person has been left behind. What started with Uncle & Grandpa has swiftly hit the little immune system of Averi. We've been battling it for 4 days now, eventually giving it to Daddy. I can honestly say even my super-mom immune system is taking a beating as i type. Nothing says family like sharing a cold bug!
So with this, there is not to much to report. Days have flown past with ice pops, cartoons and tissues. The house keeps moving steadily along, coming closer and closer to finally being moving day. All is calm and oddly quiet...for now.
I reckon being ill as one of the great pleasures of life, provided one is not too ill and is not obliged to work till one is better. ~Samuel Butler, The Way of All Flesh, 1903
