I wonder sometimes what to blog on. I think, “My day has been so quiet” and then… something incredibly ridiculous occurs as if a prompt from the Gods of Blogging.
We were stopped at the video store, my spouse and two of my boys had gone inside. I was sitting in the car with my 2nd son when he informs me he has to go to the bathroom. I ask him to wait.
Ten minutes later, we are on our way home when from the backseat I hear, “I sure hope we’re going to get home soon. I think my nuts are going to explode.”
Me: Your nuts are going to explode? Holy cow! That’s bad. Why in the world would that happen?
Son#2: Because I have to pee so badly. You know, your nuts are where all your pee is held.
My husband and I exchange glances.
Husband: No. Your nuts don’t hold your pee. There is a little ‘sack’ inside your body, in the lower end of your torso called a bladder.
Son#2: Are you sure?
Son#2: OK, well if they don’t hold pee… then what DO they do?
Quiet fills the car.
Husband: They just are. They just hang there.
Son#2 (who by the way is 8): That’s not right.
Husband: Yes it is. You have elbows, knees, knuckles, fingers… they just are.
Son#2: NO DAD! They all have a REASON!!! What is the REASON for NUTS?!
Great. I asked him to wait until we got home. He seems to have forgotten. There just is no reason for my 5 year old to have to hear this. I had THE talk with the other at 9. So I guess it’s just about time.
I don’t think Son#2 will be as nonchalant about it as his brother was. I think he’s going to be some kind of grossed out drama King. Blech.Posted by Boudicca at June 2, 2005 09:16 PM