Awhile ago we checked out a book at the library about a little girl who loves bugs. She decides to bring a dung beetle to school for show & tell.
I didn't know that the story had any meaning to Taylor until I found him outside one day. Going poo on the grass. On the neighbor's front lawn.
"What are you doing?" I said as I picked him up and plopped him behind a tree to finish his business (he was far enough into it that he wouldn't have made it inside).
"I'm feeding the dung beetles," was his reply.
I guess he did learn something from reading the book.
9 comments:
Ok, that is the best story! I'm cracking up!
LOLOLOLOL! That is truly disgusting and hilarious. He just reminds me of Adrian more and more. :)
I laugh so hard everytime I hear that story. He is so funny and smart. And I was reading the comments from your last post and truly he is a lucky boy to have you as a mom. You are a wonderful mom and I'm lucky to have a sister like you! Can't wait to see you!
Oh- thanks for a good laugh!
that is hysterical!!!!!
Sick! Yet so funny at the same time. Boys will be boys! :)
HA! I made my hubby come read this and we both had a good laugh. Oh my goodness, I'm glad you wrote this down--how funny is he?!
that is hysterical!!
Funniest.Post.EVER.
That Taylor is a handful!
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