A. came into our bedroom this morning carrying a book: He wanted me to read it to him. I was still laying in bed and had just finished feeding E.
A: “That’s mommy’s boobie! Mommy has two boobies.”
Me: “Thats right, I have two boobies.”
A: “Weewee Bwudder eats milk in mommy’s boobies.”
Me: “That’s right, A.. You’re very smart.
A: “Daddy doesn’t have boobies… Daddy has a penis. Mommy doesn’t have a penis.”
Me: “Nope, I don’t have a penis.”
A: “A. has a penis. Weewee Bwudder has a penis. Daddy has a penis. Mommy doesn’t have a penis. Mommy has boobies.”
And with that, we proceeded to read “How the Grinch Stole Christmas.”