Yesterday morning Andrew was looking through some clothes trying to find something to wear to school. Well, he kept tugging at the front of his shorts. I couldn’t figure out what he was doing. I know he sometimes, ahem, gets itchy down there so I figured that’s what it was.
Suddenly, he starts crying and he says, “Mom! I hate it when my pee pee stays straight!”
I had to forcibly stop myself from falling off the chair laughing. Instead I calmly told him that it meant he needed to pee.
He said, “Oh, Ok!” Like he just had this huge revelation. Then he ran off to the bathroom.
I really had to hold in the laughter when he came running back exclaiming, “Mom! It worked!”
It dawned on me he wasn’t tugging at his shorts. He was trying to get ‘it’ to go down, and it kept coming back up.
Oh, why didn’t I have a girl if I was going to be a single mom?!?! *LOL*
OMG… so THAT’s what my youngest keeps doing! I’m so awful. I ask him if he needs to go pee and he says no. So, then I say, “Well, stop strangling your dingle-berry!” and he just looks at me really wierd and walks off. Hmmm.