Yesterday I told Fisher that he shouldn't let the dog lick his face. "She uses that same tongue to lick her bottom and we know what's on her bottom...poop!" It was gross, but he didn't seem to care. "What will poop do to my face?" That's a question no mother wants to hear.
So this morning we are having a wonderful time lounging on the couch and he and Rider are playing with their stuffed puppy dogs. He licks my face with his stuffed puppy and quickly says "Oh, don't worry mom, she didn't lick her bottom." I'm really hoping that was a sign he grasped the concept.
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