This was the big event at supper tonight. I guess this is what happens when you don't want to eat your green beans.Eman: "Hey mom, I have a tick on my penis."
Mom: "Well, go to the bathroom and take care of it!"
Eman: (upon re-entering polite society) "You know what would be a good story, Mom? The Penis and the Tick. Kinda like The Princess and the Pea...but instead it would just be The Penis and the Tick.
Mom:....and I couldn't think of a single thing to say. And I DID NOT make this up.
How on earth did your child manage to get a tick on his penis? Secondly, that conversation has explained where my crazy comes from (not the tick) but the Littrells!
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