TONIGHT, AT THE DINNER TABLE, WE PROUDLY PRESENT
DOING HER OWN STAND UP ACT
WITH HER UNIQUE BRAND OF HUMOR...
B: "Today a' scool, we payed Duck Duck Goose. And the boys they said Duck Duck Poop!"
and she dissolves in to hysterical laughter.
My entire family, H included, is trying HARD not to laugh. Not successfully, I might add.
And I'm left to be the straight man and say, "that's potty language, we don't use that language at the table."
But secretly, I'm cracking up inside, because seriously, she thought it was that funny.