My son is really into being a boy. He likes spears,
daggers, swords, dinosaurs. My wife still likes to paint his toenails and the result is a glam-rock spear hunter traipsing down the hallway.
What else. Well, he loves his bike, pirates, chainsaws and diggers. But he really likes his penis.
Oh yes, he's all too aware of what's down there these days. He knows that he has it and he’s not afraid to
“let it breathe”.
We’ve set some ground rules for this type of "breathing". Explaining that it's only acceptable to drop trou at home, and for
the love of God not at the dinner table. Sometimes he finds it funny. Other times he gets frustrated with it. Recently, we switched to boxer briefs and that seems to have helped some.
I’m sure hope it’s normal. I mean, he’s found it. It’s not
going anywhere. Welcome to the club, dude.
My wife is a little more uncomfortable with his tugging than
I am. He’s only three, so he’s got plenty of time to adapt. My main concern is
school. But so far we haven’t had any letting it breathe complaints. So at least he's keeping his business to himself, right? I’m
sure they’d let us know...
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