The question is, will I use it? Time will tell.
Today we had a playdate to go in our splash pool off the back porch. With the recent addition of our privacy fence, Ive been allowing far more naked time outside than is possibly safe or necessary. However, you only have so many years to go “freeballin” and Id like the kid to be able to take advantage of that.
Anyhow, our playdate friend couldnt make it. She bakes delicious cakes (check her out if youre in the Fort Stewart Area @ Sugar Bunny Cupcakes on Facebook!) and had a last minute order to fill. So I let John take an extra long nap, then fed him lunch, and we went outside for a little splash time.
I should add that my child is obsessed with his “winkie”. I have no idea when he found it, or what he thinks it is, but I do know hes got his hands on it more than Charlie Sheen has his hands on cocaine. Every time I turn around hes got his diaper off and is pulling at his nether regions. He started doing it in the pool today and I didnt think much of it. After all, next to his stuffed Brobee it IS his second favorite toy.
Today, however, I suppose he decided hed like to see what this thing looked like. He squatted down (in the “poop position”) and kept trying to put his head down between his legs. He was confounded when he kept choking .... on the water .... that he was putting his face in.
Because I have faith in my gene pool, I figured hed get the hint and knock it off after a few times. Maybe hed make the connection that the winkie was guarded by some sort of Jesus Fortress of Water. Unfortunately, my children are not nearly as bright as they are stubborn. So we called it a day and retire inside where he proceeded to poop on the floor in the FIVE minutes he was naked.
But thats a blog for another day.
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