Proud Mama

I have been working with my little B on putting two words together. While outside playing this evening, she pointed to the swing and said 'Swing.' I obliged enthusiastically until I noticed the ungodly amount of bird shiat on it. She anxiously awaited an answer as to why we were not swinging. I simply told her 'Too much bird poop.' For the rest of the night, my profound child put two words together.

Bird Poop - Bird Poop - Bird Poop - Bird Poop - Bird Poop