It's official - my son is obsessed with his body parts. It's okay because he's only 3.9 years old and I'd rather he get it out of his system now, than in say 10 years when the therapy bills would drain our savings.
Me: "Be sure to wash good in the shower. I'll be back in a minute."
Him: "Mommy! Wait! Look," as he holds his wee-wee in one hand and his nuggets in the other, "look, there are little baby pee-pees waiting to grow."
Me: "Yup, be sure to wash up good."
I had no response ready for that one...where's my husband when I need him?
1 comment:
Wow! So he thinks he'll have THREE when he's all grown up? Wowee, now that will be some puberty! ; )
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