We went for a visit over grandmas house and there it was....a huge pile of mud. But this was not what the four year old had saw. This is how the conversation went;
John: Mom!!! Someone did dirt in grandma's driveway!!!
Me: No son that's just regular dirt.
John: But why would someone do that on the driveway??
Me: No sweetheart that's real dirt.
John: That's really gross.
Finally I admit defeat and walk away. He is convinced that dirt can only mean poop. I seriously am dreading that phone call from his kindergarten teacher someday asking why I teach my son such strange things, when in fact he is the one who comes up with this stuff!
Just another day in the life of Mihatov Manor with the misfits.
Your's Truly,
Queen of the Dirt.


You'll be getting a call from his Girlfriend asking why he is STILL calling it dirt!!!
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