Thursday, November 15, 2007

More Funny Francis

This morning as we hurried to the car to get to school on time, I told Francis to "watch out for poo poo" as she walked through our tiny little patch of grass we call a back yard. Because little people walk so darn slow, I hurried to the garage with George and was strapping him in his carseat when I heard this from the back yard:

step, stomp, step, stomp
(Francis going down the deck stairs and talking to herself)

"I'm not going to step in the poo poo. Because poo poo is yucky."

step, step

"There's some poo poo! I'm not gonna step in it."

(Then upon seeing some old dried up poo)

"Mom, is that poo poo? That's not poo poo. That looks like rocks. Mom! Scoutie poo poo'd ROCKS!"

1 comment:

Matt said...

I knew that was a tough dog.