Earlier in the week, I got an email from a friend of mine asking if the kids have figured out the difference between boys and girls. I laughed, told her 'no, not my kids... not yet', and sighed relief as I laughed about her struggles with the issue.
Of course, as quick as it came out of my mouth, the kids proved me wrong. Wyatt has always known about his extra appendage. Even in the womb. He also likes to make sure it's still attached whenever he is sans diaper. But during bath time last night, Callie looked at Wyatt's crotch intently for the first time and declared that Wyatt had gotten a "boo boo". Brent and I looked at each other nervously for a second and kind of shrugged it off hoping they would move onto another topic.
However, they weren't interested in moving onto another topic.
Instead, Wyatt's "boo boo" quickly became a source of hilarious entertainment for the two of them at which point we had to jump in and teach them what it was really called, that it was for going pee pee on the potty, and to keep their hands to themselves.
(Insert my nervous, whimpery laugh here.)
Wow. Gag me. Not looking forward to the sex talk. Not. At. All.
1 comment:
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!
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