Who knew our local zoo's peacock would be the source of entertainment today? We squeezed in a trip to the zoo today, in between the last day of school and the first day of swim team practice. Zeke was quick to tell me before we left that he was going to collect things while we were at the zoo, things like rocks but not peacock poop. And since boys love poop, Kai followed suit with his conversation at the zoo. Considering a peacock's close ties to bathroom words, I probably should not have been surprised to hear him call it a 'poopcock.' Honest mistake...
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