In my last post I’d described how my almost-six year old has recently advanced in leaps and bounds with regards to his learning and behaviour.
I forgot to mention he has also experienced a steep learning curve in toilet humour since starting school. How remiss of me!
He came home with this comic yesterday, which he’d thought up with his Year 4 ‘buddy’, Archie.
It reads (with a little grammar added by me): “One day there was a rocket, it was having baked beans for breakfast, then suddenly it farted. And blasted off into the air, he kept on farting, so he kept on going higher until he stopped and floated back down.
“When he got back to Earth it was night time. He couldn’t see – he kept walking into fridges and dogs and he went out and ran into the sand, but it was quick sand. He got stuck – he needed just the thing, so he gobbled up some baked beans and farted up…he blasted into the sky.”
Can’t say it’s not a well-rounded education, can I?