My three year old son, who is in the middle of being potty trained, got hold of a dice game today. There are six sets of six dice, each set a different color. We play it sometimes when the kids are bored but I think they've had enough television for the day.
I was cleaning up the kitchen and I can see into the living room from there. My son was on the floor.
"Mom! J has dice in his underpants!" singsongs the eldest.
Not really paying attention I say, "So put them back in the box."
"What? He's dry."
So I tell the little walking cement mixer to dump his load. He was disappointed but he giggled as he jumped around trying to bounce them out. My eldest was still grossed out. I literally had my hands full of ... something, I don't remember...so I told older sister to get a baggie, gather the dice, and I'd wash them later.
I guess that's the toddler version of "craps".