My son came to me sobbing.
“What’s wrong? What happened? Are you okay?”
“Claudia called me a poopy boy. And she meant to do it!”
How am I supposed to not laugh?
He was so upset. I felt like a real jerk laughing, but come on! Poopy boy is hilarious. In fact, I can’t wait for the opportunity to accuse one of you of being a poopy boy (or girl, but somehow boy is funnier).