I watched them play outside for a little while and then joined them, camera in hand. I thought it was so cute that they were playing in the only pile of snow left on our yard.
“I got another one!!” I heard Oliver shout.
I was curious.
“What do you have? What are you playing?” I asked.
“Poop!” they shouted in unison.
Yeah. They were playing a game called, “Poop Flinger.”
For real.
We have two dogs. I’m sure you can figure the rest out.