The other day we were eating pizza. Joseph pulled out the red peppers so that we, the adults, could liven things up a bit. The kids insisted on having some. We let them. Who am I to put them out of touch with their Hispanic ancestry?
The interesting part came when one of the kids wanted more. I said, "No. Because you don't want your bum hurting when you poo."
Now Shari was interested.
She had a bunch of questions. I answered them.
At one point I looked at Joseph and laughed. "Can you imagine the Crowned Heads of Europe having a discussion like this at the dinner table?" I asked.
Which reminded me of the time as a second grade teacher when I got quite fed up with children coming in from recess and then saying, "I have to go to the bathroom." So one day I drew a person's torso on the board complete with bladder and urethra (the channel your pee comes out).
"This is your bladder." Giggles throughout the room. "It does not fill up all at once." I then diagrammed and explained how the bladder fills up little by little. "So if you try to go, then stuff will usually come out."
The entire story was filled with "Eww! That's gross!" and "Oh, Miss Eberly." But I'll tell you what. When those kids are swapping stories on graduation night, I'm sure this will be one that they all remember.
So, the point of all of this. I guess I'm just your "Go Two" guy when you want to know about bodily functions.
