Friday, May 2, 2008

because sometimes it's better not to know...

There's a group of neighborhood kids playing in my backyard, mostly Kindergardeners, but a few first graders too.

I'm in the kitchen getting dinner ready with one eye out the window, and what do I hear?

"It's my turn to be the dog poop!" Twin B. shouts.
"No, you're the plunger this time," the neighbor girl corrects him.

I do not want to know what game they're playing out there.

4 comments:

Mommy Cracked said...

Oh my word!! LOL!! To be a fly in the yard then!

23 degrees said...

MC, not sure if I would want to be a fly in the yard right then...just may be tempted to land on the giant poop!

LM, this cracked me up! And ONE comment? Had to add to the list!

Llama Momma said...

Thanks, 23. :-)

won a young (aka smile) said...

Thankfully, I haven't heard my kids play poopy games yet ;)