Okay, I am sorry for the wimpy title. It is not that I am a prude, I am just afraid that if I type the actual P word then my blog will come up for all sorts of weird search terms! I don't want to go there :) So for the purpose of this blog article, we will call Z's male organ "his piece of toast" ;)
So a few months ago Z discovered his "piece of toast". It was in the bathtub and so I told him what the proper name was. He loved this new word and began saying it over and over. The next diaper change with S, he shared his new word. I think S was very impressed ;) Z's love for his "piece of toast" has become a bit of an obsession....I mean sometimes he says good-bye to it after a bath or when we put on a new diaper!
The other day, Z discovered that S too has a "piece of toast". S was getting dressed and Z ran over and yelled "Dadda, your piece of toast!". S tried not to laugh at the awe in Z's voice and told Z that yes he too had his very own "piece of toast". This made Z so happy :)
Now I am waiting for the day (I am sure it is coming soon) when Z asks me where my "piece of toast" is. I am so not ready for this, after all I was one of three girls growing up and don't know what to make of any of this boy stuff :) It is all new to me!
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