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Or, conversations from potty-training toddlers.
I change Andrew's pants this afternoon after an accident. I go to rinse out the dirties and get him some new pants when he comes into the bedroom, riding the broom.
"I'm Hawwy Potter". I tell him, "No, Harry always wears pants when he plays Quidditch".
So I get him dressed again, and he goes off.While dressing, he informs me "Hawwypotter has a BUTT! Hawwypotter has a PENIS!" Yes, my kid knows his anatomy. He comes back a few minutes later.
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Yes, Speed Racer wears pants when he drives, but he lowers them when he go's--unlike a certain 2 year old who's pants were being washed out.
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Favorite potty conversation. It is a discussion about our beta fish, Percy, between my daughter and her heavily Boston-accented grandmother.
Gam: How old is Percy? A: He is four. He has the same birthday as me. Gam: Oh, are you going to throw a pahty fah him? A: (with a horrified look) Gammy, Percy goes potty in his water!
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My grandma grew up in the Irish section of Liverpool. She still has an accent, even now, but it was much heavier even 20 years ago. When my cousin Mark was born, she called my aunt and uncle to tell them it was a boy and his name was Mark and other pertinant information. When my uncle finally hung up the phone, he turned to my aunt and said, "Why would they name their child Mock?"
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