Lucas called me into his bed this morning when he woke up. He was in a silly mood and we talked about dreams. First he told me about his own dream, in which a fox was eating a turkey vulture and the turkey vulture was eating the fox. "They were eating each other?!" "Yeah, eating each other." Then puppy:L: Puppy had a dream.
D: What was it about?
L: Bad guys. The bad guys called him "poo poo puppy!"
D: Oh, no!
L: They called him "pee pee puppy!"
D: That's potty talk!
L: Yeah! They called him "poo poo pee pee puppy poo poo!"
D: Oh, no.
L: They called him "poo poo!"
D: [getting bored of this]
L: They said "pee poo poo!" And they pushed puppy.
D: Oh, poor puppy. Was he scared?
L: No he was brave. They called him "poo poo poo pee!" They said "poo poo pee pee poo poo!"
D: Yeah, that's potty talk.
L: They said "poo poo pee pee puppy!"
Etc. Really.
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and Puppy was brave!!!!
Tragically, you'll need to get used to potty talk. Here is a blow-by-blow of the most popular comedy routine in the first grade class I supported last year:
Child #1: Knock knock.
Child #2: Who's there?
Child #1: Diaper!
Entire class: Dissolves in fits of maniacal giggling.
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