the horrors of being a little boy
A few days ago my son woke up in tears, not crying.. just whining, at least it’s that’s what it sounded like at 5am.
“MOMMY!” I hear a somewhat frantic cry from his bed. As I turn to look at him he looks down and then back up at me, “Why my pee-pee SO big!!??” Ahh… having to explain a pee boner to a 3-year old. That was interesting. Now he also realizes that he can make it big whenever he wants. *sigh* I guess all boys start at a young age. Needless to say, there aren’t tears about it anymore…
Honestly though, it took all i had in me to NOT laugh at first. It was such a funny moment and that he was so shocked by it just amused me, and I found it odd that he never noticed it before. Now I just need to find a way to tie his hands up or something so he stops playing with it!