He’s charming. Really.

Bonhomme: “Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall, Humpty Dumpty had a bum hmm, hum, hum hm.
No.
Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall, Humpty Dumpty had a big poop!”
Me: “What?! Eggs don’t poop!”
Giggle.
Bonhomme: “Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall, Humpty Dumpty had a peepee!”
Giggle, giggle.
Me: “You know, Bud, I think maybe you don’t remember all the words to that nursery rhyme.”
Bonhomme: “Yes I do!”
Me: “Really? How does it go?”
Bonhomme: “Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall, Humpty Dumpty had a poopy-pee-fart!”
Me, voice pitched above the giggly background: “How about – Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall, Humpty Dumpty had a big fall! All the king’s horses and all the king’s men couldn’t put Humpty together again!”
Bonhomme: “Well, they could put him back together again – if they used poop glue!”
Me: “Poop glue?!”
Maniacal giggling. Stop-in-the-middle-of-the-sidewalk giggling.
Me: “C’mon, Silly Billy, we’re going to miss the bus.”
Bonhomme: “No we won’t, cause I built a fart bomb trap at our bus stop! The bus will have to stop and wait for us because it will be totally stuck in the stink!”
Me: “Well, in that case, so will we. Don your gas mask, and let’s go.”
And giggling-wiggling, off we went.

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1 comment so far

  1. moosilaneous on

    YOU are brilliant!


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