The Joys of Boys

Oct 14, 2012 20:19

Luke just got out of the shower a few minutes ago and was playing with a little lightsaber keychain he has. He is supposed to be getting ready for bed but... Well, he's five, so lightsabers win out. I hear him prancing and rattling in the doorway to the hall, which he is not supposed to be. Our rule is that he can take as long as he wants to get ready as long as he's in the back of the house (designated by the doorway to the hall) and I start reading a story at almost-8:00 no matter if he's ready or not.

So I look back over my shoulder to tell him to back it up.

ANd he's standing there GRINNING, prancing from foot to foot. And the lightsaber is rattling with each step BECAUSE ITS HANGING FROM HIS WEE-WEE.

I turned away pretending I didn't see and told him to go get ready.

He later came out, still rattling, with his toothbrush. "Your turn," he declared, with a tiny chuckle in the back of his throat. And I couldn't avoid it. I burst out laughing. I laughed 'til I cried and had to blow my nose. Luke laughed along with me, and I think I'll have to confiscate the keychain to keep it form happening again.

And I couldn't even take a picture because of the, er, sensitive nature of the subject...

But will it come up with his future wife? Oh yes. Yes it will.

kiddo, inappropriate for facebook

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