My five year-old grandson was with me Tuesday. He now spends a couple of days a week in pre-school and we can see the differences in him as his horizons "broaden".
It was late in the day Tuesday and I had ESPN on TV while we were waiting for Steven's dad to pick him up. A report came on about attempts at signing baseball free agent Albert Pujols (pronounced "Poo-Holz" ) to a huge contract.
Steven started giggling. I had no clue what he thought was so funny until he stopped giggling long enough to say, "His name is "poo holes!" The look on his face was priceless. He kept repeating that statement in amazement. I started laughing right along with him, though I was laughing at his reaction. It was priceless!
I laugh hysterically every time I tell the story. I'm laughing right now.
Me too! Poo holes! And they said it on national TV!
She who dies with the most toys, wins.