I may be struck by lightening for that, but it seems the pattern of Penile Postings occur on Sundays.
Don't ask me why.
"Mommy, when I climb into the bath tub and my penis runs into the water and bubbles from the bath, it tells me that I have to go pee. But I say hold it, and my brain holds my penis so the pee doesn't come out."
If only my son, if only.
Welcome To Crustybeef~
Yes, Jackson will despise the penile stories someday. Especially when in the company of my future daughter in law as I pull out the printed versions of the "Crustybeef penile episodes." Yes, he'll be seriously annoyed. What am I supposed to do though? I'm the mommy and it's not like I have Barbie and Cabbage Patch kids stories to share later on in life. He just has a way with how he thinks when it comes to his thing, his word selections, I wonder if that's where it truly starts??
Hope you had a good Sabbath as well. Today, or Yesterday!!