In order to help Logan use the potty at the local grocery store in a manner that would allow me to feel comfortable for the rest of our visit and allow his mother to feel comfortable without donning a biohazard suit, I was forced to suspend the boy over the toilet while he accomplished his task. Since I was doing most of the work with my trapeze act, this left Logan free to do other things...like present the findings of his biology research.
"All the water coming out my penis."
"Um, yes, I see it," I said, with a roll of my eyes.
"It's all the water that goes down my tummy and out my penis through this little hole."
Yes, I know. Thank you and, by the way, let's just keep that to ourselves for now, eh? We don't need to share or discuss that with the bakery clerk, the produce man, the checkers, the lady on aisle seven...
- 11 June 2012
Can you hear me laughing?
ReplyDelete- Karen M.
Was that you on aisle seven?
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