My oldest son is now obsessed with his 'junk'. I am writing this knowing how innocent he is about it still and that in ten plus years it won't be the same. I am sitting here writing with a smile on my face, about the humor of it all.
He decided to name it one day so we would know what to call it. His father and I tried to give some nice suggestions but to no avail. He then decided on 'Judy'. Oh great, a penis with a female name. I don't think this is a good thing.
We decided to not call it 'Judy' and to stick with the ever popular 'penis' for a title. We hope this whole naming phase will end in a couple of days.
He also likes to tell me daily, especially while bathing, that only he is allowed to touch it. That is great. But then outside the tub, while dressed, he keeps pulling his pants down in the front, showing me his 'Judy', and telling me that we shouldn't do that in front of other people.
I hope he decides to keep his pants up but this is the warning to all of you who know him, BEWARE!
I can't wait for this phase to be over. I guess that kids will be kids!
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