From the word "go", boys are a totally foreign species. They are obsessed with dirt, rocks, tractors(or anything with wheels for that matter), putting undesirable objects into any body orifice. Don't even get me started on the strange friendship they have with their Peanut(that's what we call a penis in our house...story for a whole 'nother post). Luke has decided that he knows what it means to die. How in the world does he know that? What is Elmo teaching toddlers these days? Does Barney teach CPR?! Is Bob the Builders new catch phrase "Can we kill it"? Are they digging graves in the Backyardigans?! My children don't watch T.V. other than what I put in the dvd player so I know what he is watching! Please watch the fallowing video and explain to me what molecular structure causes these spontaneous mutations in our innocent toddler boys.
What else is there to say. I am not looking forward to the post about how I dont allow toy guns in my home and yet Luke is fashioning one out of popsicle sticks and peanut butter. *sob*.