“Most adults spend the first years of a child’s life cheerfully discussing pee and poopies, and how important it is to learn to put your pee-pee and poo-poo in the potty like big people do. But once children have mastered the art of toilet training, they are immediately forbidden to ever talk about poop, pee, toilets, and other bathroom-related subjects again. Such things are suddenly considered rude and vulgar, and are no longer rewarded with praise and cookies and juice boxes.” [“Captain Underpants and the Preposterous Plight of the Purple Potty People”]
I like books, I like reading. My hubby likes books, he likes reading. Firstborn likes books, he also likes reading. I remember hearing about these so-called-books titled “Captain Underpants” when Firstborn was just a little kid. I remember thinking, in disbelief, “WHO came up with this?”.
This summer, Grandma made a “deal” and found a STACK of Captain Underpants books at a garage sale and now Firstborn is proud owner of books with titles like “Captain Underpants and the Preposterous Plight of the Purple Potty People”, “Captain Underpants and the Attack of the Talking Toilets” and “The Adventures of Super Diaper Baby”.
The books ARE potty humor, pure and simple, the humor is obscure and they intentionally misspell words like laughs as laffs…
I shouldn’t complain. I feel blessed to have a son who eats books for breakfast.
He reads the books, he laughs at the characters, he DRAWS them. Here’s a drawing that unfortunately went through the crumpling treatment of Boy Bear.
I don’t have enough creativity and words to explain these books, so if you want to get more edumacated about them, please visit the ever so trusty Wikipedia: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Captain_Underpants
To you with lots of happiness and laffs,