Poo on a stick
I have said it before and I’ll say it again “raising boys is so different than raising girls.” My girls played outside but I don’t remember them excavating the back yard with a bob the builder scoop toy. Or instead of playing “with” stuffed toys trying to “kill” soft toys. Just the other day I spotted my nephew (aged 3) hunched over something in the back yard. Upon inspection I realised he was playing with a fresh dog poo. I called out his name and startled him, jumping off the ground he looked at me. I said “don’t play with dog poo” to which he replied “it’s alright I have a stick.” Sure enough there it was…poo on a stick!
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