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Tuesday, February 19, 2008

And then it pooped.

Overheard at the zoo on Monday:

"What kind of animal is that?" asks a well-dressed mommy.
"A zebra!" her preschooler answers confidently.
"Yes. But what kind of zebra*?"

Meanwhile, we're the parents who say, "Oh, the zebra! Lulu! Remember when it pooped in front of us? I wonder if it'll poop again today." Wait. Wait. Wait. "Well, maybe not. Maybe it didn't eat all of its hay."


While I'm writing about the zoo...
David asked Lucy, "Do you think chimpanzees look a little like people?"
"Um," she considers. "Yeah. Maybe like daddies."

(*Oh, you sad people! Your children will never go Ivy! The National Zoo has a pair of Grevy's zebras from Northern Kenya. My advice to you is, before you make ignorant babies, get on the decade-long waiting list for a good preschool, hire a nanny who speaks at least two other languages, start saving money to build a new dorm at Harvard, and begin planning a service-learning project that will stop the genocide in Darfur.)


Anonymous Cynthia said...

We took my niece to the zoo on Saturday and the whole group giggled like they were all 2 1/2 when Butterstick rolled over and pooped while laying down and eating a bamboo popsicle. I didn't of course. Because I find nothing funny about poop.

February 19, 2008 at 5:14 PM  
Blogger Daav said...

Oh, poop is VERY funny. It's like the ORIGINAL funny. Neanderthals drew poop jokes on cave walls - using poop!
"I'm sure they did", you say. "And now they're extinct! So what can you infer from THAT?"
Poop is still funny, I say. Ask any three year old. They'll tell you.

February 20, 2008 at 7:51 PM  

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