Saturday Tallulah asked to watch Potty Elmo, a dvd we got when she was two to help with potty training. She hasn't seen it in about a year and, in the meantime, potty words have had big discussion in our house. We've relegated potty words like pee pee and poo poo to the bathroom (as well as hurtful kid-words like stupid and dumb) which means that many times Tallulah enters the bathroom merely to shout out her 'cuss words.'
She's such a badass rebel.
Now, in the Elmo movie, potty words are used A LOT because they're talking about actually going potty. There's even a ten minute segment where a bunch of kids use all of their different words for the acts. So they're yelling, "Pee pee!" "Poopy!" "Doo Doo!"... you get the idea.
But by the way Tallulah's face showed surprise, then shock, then glee, watching this movie was the equivalent to watching Pulp Fiction for the first time. To a parental ear, the movie says "Lets put pee pee and poo poo in the potty!" To Tallulah, they might as well have been saying, "Does Marsalis Wallace look like a bitch? Then why are you trying to fuck him like one?"
Which is funny because 'real' cusswords don't register with her at all. I was at a friend's house and she was showing me something in the bathroom when her baby and Tallulah followed us into the bathroom. We didn't notice until we heard the splashing-- baby was playing with toilet water.
"FUCK!" my friend yells as she grabs the baby before hand can connect with mouth. Tallulah doesn't flinch. And when my friend apologizes a minute later to her for using a bad word, Tallulah looks quizzically at her and asks, "Did you say 'stupid'?"
Musings of Motherhood
About Me
- Kellie Bonifield
- Supporting characters: Kent, husband extraordinaire with, thankfully, a wonderful set of genes including strong cheekbones and the ability to eat anything and stay slim and muscle-y which has been inherited by... Tallulah, a blond curled, angelic looking four and a half year old with a huge smile and penchant for action. She often, to my dismay, demands to be called a princess-- but only if princesses run, jump, climb trees, defend friends from bullies, and are always right. Moxie, the baby. Organized and schedule oriented, Moxie will be recieving a drool-impervious day planner for her first birthday. She is bemused by her sister's antics and often hums herself to sleep.
