This morning, I handed my son a rinsed-out bottle of laundry detergent to put in our recycling bin. As he was walking into the other room with it…because of a past experience with Poison Control, I yelled, “Don’t drink that!”
He stopped and asked, “Why?”
I said, “Because, it’s yucky. It’s gross. It’ll make you sick.”
“Yucky like poop?”
“Yes. It’s yucky like poop.”
“Yucky like a skunk?”
“Yes. It’s yucky like a skunk.”
And, although I knew he had another analogy ready to toss my way, I wasn’t expecting him to ask, “Yucky like Michigan?”
He’s getting his allowance doubled this week.
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