From across the kitchen I announced, “I’ll be right there to help you look for the marker. I need to use the bathroom first.”
I walked towards the bathroom door. A child’s head popped over the livingroom’s passthrough and asked, “Hey mom… poop soup or pee tea?”
“What?” Slightly unnerved by the question. Then, it dawned on me, “are you still working on rhymes?” I asked my six-year-old.
He grinned. “Yes. Mom-Som.”
“Okay. Good job. Those words do rhyme. Um, carry on… I guess. I’ll be with you in a minute.” I shook my head and shut the door. Sitting, I thought to myself… my son and daughter are so different. lol.
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