The Book of Poo

Little Dill Y, like all 6 year old’s, is 6 years old. He’s your average inquisitive, Bon Jovi hating kid. Because his mother and I are not very good conversationalists, we tend to buy him a lot of books. We’re trying to stay one step ahead of the curve and thought we would get him this book before he starts to ask questions about it:

 

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5 thoughts on “The Book of Poo”

  1. A few years ago, we (OK, I) bought our grandson a book we discovered in the gift shop at a National Park, entitled “Who pooped in the park?” It was a great hit with him and, later, his younger sister. Excrement humor never gets old! Scatologists Unite!”

  2. I strongly suspect that this kind of thing was going on just as frequently in our day, but in secret, behind closed bathroom doors.

  3. Your parenting skills know no bounds. I am sure this book will help him find that most necessary identity because as you know if he can’t figure out his poop identity, he will be in therapy for years with no possibility of a normal life. Applause for your parental love! 🙂

    1. It’s about time somebody commended my parenting skills. Can you believe that there are folk out there that actually condone the wearing of ‘I hate Bon Jovi’ t-shirts for 6 year old’s! What type of messed up world do we live in?

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