At Oh-too-damn-early-in-the-morning the other day:
Poke. Poke. Poke.
One eye opens to see the boy. I grunt at him.
"My penis is stupid."
Both eyes open at this. "Huh?"
"My penis is stupid."
"Why?"
"It's sticking up and I don't want it to."
"Talk to your father."
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What did Dad do about it?
hahahaha!
I had a similar experience in church this morning in the middle of one of the hymns:
Son (9): Mummy, my penis is all big
Me: Well sweetheart, that's what happens when you start growing up.
Son: yes, but look, it's all big!!
Somehow I don't think that's what the songwriter meant when they penned "Majesty, worship his majesty"...
Sounds like at heart his peener is a farmer ...
I have no idea what Dad said. ;)
Unrelated, but I don't know how to reach you otherwise.
On my site, someone put up this comment about the nose-shaped soap dispenser:
"Anonymous said...
I can't speak for all the other gals out there, but I know I'd love to see this on an OB/GYN's wall for the K-Y jelly. It would lighten the mood a lot more than those stupid kitty-cat posters they have taped to the ceiling."
I have incontinence posters on the ceiling! No damn kitty cats for me!
;)
But I can see little kids making a HUGE mess of that if the giant nose was in a room.
Good point.
You and I always seem to start out at the same time each day.
& to think i was disturbed when my kitten got an erection the other day! wow. that is so funny. how did you manage not to laugh?!
kudos to you, too, for having posters on the ceiling. i hate counting holes in ceiling tiles when i'm at the doctor. ;-)
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