On President’s Day the CFO had to work, so it was me and two boys. We got cheeseburgers and headed over to the Chief Edumacators place. The four of us were sitting at the table (one of us in a car seat) enjoying our lunch when the following exchange was observed:
Jr. VP to the Chief: “You’re a Poopy-Diaper-Butt*!”
Chief to Jr. VP: “No, you’re a Poopy-Diaper-Butt!”
Jr. VP to CEO: “Daddy, he called me names! Hit him!”
I had to explain to the lad that I was not in fact going to hit the Chief, and further, if he didn’t like being called names he shouldn’t call other people names. I’m not sure if he got it. Frankly the Chief might have preferred name-calling to Jr’s other favorite game that day. Jr’s brain after lunch: I think I’m going to repeatedly charge to within three feet of Uncle Mulkie and then throw this ball at his face as hard as I can. Ha ha ha ha ha!!
* I think that “Poopy-Diaper-Butt” is a name that the potty-trained kids at his ’school’ use to make fun of the ones still wearing diapers. Since Jr has recently come a long way toward mastering the toilet, I think he now feels entitled to use that name on other people.
