One day, my 3-year-old daughter came up to me and asked, “Mommy, where does poo come from?”
I figured the best way to explain it to her was in simple terms, so I said, “Well, you just had breakfast, right?”
She nodded.
“Okay, so the food goes in your mouth and into your tummy. Your body takes all the good stuff it needs from the food, and then what’s left over goes to your bottom, and when you go to the toilet, that comes out as poo.”
She stared at me in stunned silence for a few seconds, clearly processing everything. Then, with a serious look, she asked, “And Tigger?”
I was left speechless for a moment—sometimes kids just have the best questions! 😅
On another day, my daughter was crying and making every excuse to avoid going to school. By Sunday morning, the whining reached a whole new level on the way home from brunch.
At my wit’s end, I finally said, “Honey, it’s the law. If you don’t go to school, they’ll put daddy in jail.”
She thought for a second, then asked, “How long would you have to stay?”
One weekend, as Joe was packing for vacation, his 3-year-old daughter was playing on the bed. She excitedly showed him her fingers and said, “Daddy, look at this!”
Trying to keep her entertained, Joe playfully stuck her fingers in his mouth and pretended to eat them, saying, “Daddy’s gonna eat your fingers!” before quickly running out of the room.
When he came back, his daughter was standing on the bed, staring at her fingers with a devastated expression, tears streaming down her face.
Joe asked, “What’s wrong, honey?”
In a broken voice, she looked up and said, “Daddy, where’s my booger?”
A proud new father was sitting down with his dad for a drink when his father handed him a gift.
“Well, son, now that you have a son of your own, I think it’s time I gave you something,” said his father.
“Dad, you don’t mean—”
“Yes, I do. You’ve earned it.” The father handed him a copy of 1001 Dad Jokes, 5th Edition.
“Dad, I don’t know what to say… I’m honored,” said the son.
“Hi honored,” replied the father. “I’m Dad.”
