(In the “things I never thought I’d say” category.)
I-6: Mo–om! E2 won’t stop pwning me!!
Me: E2, stop pwning your brother.
(A consequence of marrying a gamer and making little gamer babies. I should mention that pwn is pronounced “poon” in our house, even though “pone” makes more sense.)
E: lemme go! Let go my foot!
J: E, I’m trying clean your tushie. You have poop all over your scrotum.
E: I wanna see the poop.
J: (holds up a wipee) See? it’s really stinky.
E: (laughing) Eww! It’s really gross.
J: (finishes up) There, all clean now. Up you go.
E: (stands) I wanna see the turd!
J: (opening the soiled diaper a little so E2 can peek in) See?
E: Eww! Don’t eat it!
J: (snork) Don’t worry.