My children are growing up and at ages 6 and 4 there’s a little bit of independence that comes with that. Although, I still wash them in the bathtub just to make sure all bases have been covered, they do bathe separately and dress themselves when they get out.
Having a boy and a girl has created balance for me. My daughter, Morgan is all things girly girl including scented lotion and pink pajamas. My son Garrett, who we refer to as Lil G, is a ladies man. I’m not just saying that, but he really knows JUST what to say. For example, today Morgan decided to tell me that Lil G has SEVERAL girlfriends. When I questioned him about it he said “no momma, just one and it’s you.” He’s smooth, so smooth in fact that between his lines and his complexion I’ve nicknamed him Hershey Kiss.
Well not only do these kids have quite the personality, they also happen to be quite funny. Tonight when Lil G got out the bathtub he runs to his room and grabs the men’s lotion he took from my husband’s side of the bed and begins to moisturize. He slows down almost to a crawl when he gets below his waist and pays more attention to his genitalia. And the rest is straight comedy:
Lil G – “What’s this ball thing below my penis?”
Me – “Go ask your daddy”
Morgan – “It’s your scrotum and it holds pee.”
Me – “Morgan you don’t have a penis and you’re wrong so please let him go ask daddy.”
Daddy – “They’re testicles son.”
Morgan – “What are testicles?”
Daddy – (trying not to laugh) “They’re something cool that hang from our bodies.”
Morgan – “That’s not fair, we don’t have anything cool hanging from our bodies.”
Daddy – “When you get you older you will.”
Morgan – “Are you talking about boobies.”
Me: (laughing hysterically)
15 minutes later just when I thought we were done…
Morgan – “What if mine don’t grow when I get older.”
Daddy – (laughing) “Then you can go to the boobie store.”
Lil G – (serious) “There’s no such thing as a boobie store.”
Morgan – “How do you know, you have a penis.” (rolling her neck)
Lil G – Now smiling “because I just do.”
Morgan – “Well what if they run out of boobies by the time I need some?”
Me – “Okay Lights OUT. It’s Definitely Time for Bed.”
So now I know exactly what Bill Cosby meant “Kids say the darndest things. Oh, the joys of parenting.