The Bean and I were talking right before I tucked him into bed. Something I said triggered this response:
"Oh, that's like Karen who puts doo doo in her mouth."
Karen was the pretty little blonde girl in the Bean's pre-school who was rumored to have the attention of very boy in the class.
"What did you say she does?" I asked aghast.
“She puts doo doo in her mouth.”
So this is where it begins. Where the teasing and the name calling starts, I thought. I tried to conjure up the name of the troublemaker in the class who had started this rumor. Or maybe the startling truth is that the girl actually did put feces in her mouth. I bet she wouldn't be so popular after that. I need to investigate further.
“Who told you that?”
“I just know that she does. She puts his ears in her mouth.”
“Wait,” I said. “Who is Doo Doo?”
“He’s the thing that she sleeps with at night. She puts his ears in her mouth.”
“Oh. Of course she does.”