Colorful Thoughts

As is typical for meal times, dinner in particular, the conversation was wending towards bathroom humor.  This is strictly forbidden at the table.  Frequent...typical...but strictly forbidden.  Despite our best combined efforts to impart a little dignity to our family discussions and further the advancement of manners, little boys simply cannot resist.  So much so, that it has almost turned into a game where the contestants compete to see who can get the largest portion of their story verbalized before I come completely unglued.  Fun.

It should also be noted that we are engaged in the seemingly endless process of teaching the boys to filter the things they say before they speak.  They are, after all, my sons.  Consequently, there appears to be little hope.

"Don't finish that thought, Ethan," I warned, as he vaulted toward lavatory levity.

Luckily this statement effected the desired pause...at least, from Ethan.

"I'm going to say it again, Ethan," Ashley reminded him.  "Not all thoughts are golden."

"Yeah, some are brown," Justin chimed in.

Gross.  Thanks for that.

- 20 December 2011