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As my husband was getting ready for work the other day, I had to use the bathroom. TJ was jumping on our bed.
I started to pee, and TJ’s ears perked up. The potty is very interesting when you’re learning how to go.
I don’t remember exactly what he said, but the words Mommy and penis entered the same sentence. We had to explain to him that Mommy doesn’t have a penis, but both he and Daddy do; that’s what makes boys and girls different.
I’m sure I’ll have to explain it to him again. And again. But I had backup for this lesson!
Fast forward to today. TJ was sitting on the toilet, trying to see if he had any more pee. As he sat there, he noted that his penis got “stuck.” He repeated the word stuck several times. Then, in a much louder voice…
“Penis won’t go down!”
I had to laugh. I said no, sometimes it won’t go down, and you just have to wait for it.
This is one of those stories you don’t bring out to embarrass him with in high school when he brings girls home. This is one of those stories you have to wait to tell his wife!
That’s me: Christina Gleason. I’m a writer, editor, and disability advocate. I'm a multiply disabled autistic lady doing my best in this world built for abled people. I’m a geek for grammar, fantasy, and casual gaming. I hate vegetables. I cannot reliably speak, so I’ll happily conduct business over email or messaging instead.
