The curiosity of little people is, on occasion, quite trying and sometimes baffling. Now in our house we have 2 small males, a teenage male, my husband and myself. This means that no matter what I am always out numbered and there is more testosterone floating around my home than in the average varsity locker room. It is, however, the littlest of these that make me shake my head with confusion, smile at his stubbornness, and sometime want to pinch his cute little head right off!
My youngest child and often his closest brother have a mild aversion to clothing- not always, but in the evenings they have apparently been bound up too long and have to be free- free to roam my house naked or at least pant-less... Attempting to change this and make the Squeak put at least some underwear on has been a bit trying... Explaining that no one wants to see his "pee-bob" is a study in patience. My husband, is rather modest and is therefore baffled by my child's exhibitionist nature, but he hasn't always been so "covered". As a child he was known to streak the neighborhood dropping clothes at random only to end up at the neighbors house down the street buck-assed naked. Given these stories I am less baffled by the little monsters behavior.
However, the newest toy in his list of things to explore- is himself. To the horror of my husband who told him "Don't play with that or it will fall off..."
This is not his only brush with anatomy as of late....
With our newest attraction we have the following conversation. It typically goes something like this...
"Mommy? You don't have a pee-bob?"
"No, Squeak, boys have pee-bobs not girls- mommy is a girl..."
"That's right, only boys do not gewrls," replies Squirt." Mommy is a gewrl."
5 mins later
"Mommy? Mommy? Ar those your boobies?" pat, pat, pat with his little 2 year old hand as we all lay and watch cartoons...
"Yes, Squeak, those are my boobies- now stop mashing me..."
" I don't have boobies," he says while looking down and sticking out his little chest.
"No," says the squirt with all his 4 year old wisdom, "only gewrls do."
"Mommy? Mommy? Can I lay on your boobies?" as he scooches up close under my arm and puts his head down on my chest.
5 mins later
"Mommy? Mommy? Are these your boobies?" pat, pat, pat...
Who knew that they would drive you so crazy while still sweetly curling up next to you..
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