One hippo, Sixpoopoos & some scotchtape please!

Me: Hippopotamas
Son: Hipotamas
Me: Hi-PO-PO-tamas
Son: Hi-PO-tamas
Me: Hi-PO-PO. 2 times PO-PO then tamas ok?
Son: HiPOOOOOOOOOOOOOtamas!!! OK?
*SIGH*

6 times! you POO-ED 6 times today! How can any toddler be so full or s**t? One piece fell out while we were in the hawker centre and a fly promptly went for it.
Son: Mummy, housefly eat BY's shit.
*FAINT*

Later, at East Coast Park, you picked up a humongous fallen branch and tried to put it back, sticking it inside the crevices of the tree trunk.
Me: What are you doing?
Son: Repairing the tree!
Me: Huh??
A while later, frustrated by many unsuccessful attempts...
Son: Mummy!
Me: What?
Son: You got scotch tape?
*HAHhhAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaa!!!*