Four Year Olds
What on earth could these three words have in common?- well actually 5 words in total- Here goes; this morning for some reason Ty and Rylie thought that 4:00am would be the perfect time to come to my room and demand panpakes aka pancakes! The ruckus in turn woke up the twins, so a very, very grumpy Chelsea headed on downstairs to make panpakes. After successfully burning the first batch I made a perfect second batch, Ty and Rylie each had one bite and then said in unison "actually we will just have bread with butter!!" So an even grumpier Chelsea began feeding the twins, Ty and Rylie headed upstairs and they became very quiet. Experience has taught me that however lovely the temporary relief and silence is, it is quickly followed by disaster!
I headed upstairs to find them playing space ships with my Feminine Hygiene products!
Ty: what is this
Mum: my personal things Ty
Ty: ya I know but what is it?
Mum: Ty when someone says something is personal, just leave it at that!
Ty: no I NEED to know, because I NEED to!!
Mum: they are my Feminine Hygiene things!
Ty: oh , ok
So then I get them dressed and head off to the voting polls for the Federal Election! I love voting and I was really excited to explain to the kids the whole process to them. So we arrive at the polls and I am behind the high tech card board box marking my candidate and the old lady behind me says to Ty, "how old are you sweety" Ty then responded with
" Oh I am 4 years old and I play with my mums Feminine Hygiene Stuff and now I am gunna Fart!!"
Jeepers Creepers, I thought I was gunna die, not to mention the other 30 people there, and to make it worse it was so quiet everyone heard, and if that wasn't bad enough, he FARTED!! It was so loud, and then Rylie chimed in with " Ty do you need to poop? that was a stinky toot, and sometimes stinky toots mean you need to poop!" Ty: "no thanks Rylie I am ok, it was just air!!"