In an effort to set boundaries awhile back, we established a few words that are only to be said in the bathroom or with you have to go to the bathroom. They are our “potty words,” words such as poop, poot, and poo poo. These are not typically bad words but I do not want these words used as adjectives in our home. I especially do not want them used while at the dinner table. The rule is basically he can go into the bathroom and say “poop” 100 times in a row if he wants to but he cannot just go around the house describing things as with the word.
The other day, BusyBoy said there was a monster in the house. This is not unusual. BusyBoy and GigglyGirl often see monsters, elephants, giraffes, hippos, and all sorts of animals that are not typically considered domesticated.
Mr. Right asked, “What kind of monster it was this time?”
BusyBoy stepped into the bathroom and asked, “Can I use a ‘potty word’ to tell what kind of monster it is because I am in the potty? Please, Mom? Can I?”
At first I did not understand what he meant and then I realized what was about to happen and he was in the potty. So, I said yes.
“It is a poo-poo monster.”
I guess I walked right into that one.