I went into the bathroom to check on Z-Dub. He had been finishing up his shower and playing with his Little Einsteins figurines a couple of minutes earlier. I walked in, pulled back the curtain and found him carefully examining his errr...naughty bits. "what are you doing?" I inquired.
"My pee pee is broken," he proclaimed. "I need a new one."
With a bewildered tone I asked "Why is your pee pee broken?"
"It's not up anymore," he replied.
All I could think about was the fact that he's only two, almost three, and the "the talk" appears to be just around the corner.
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
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