No "big ones" comments today! Not sure if that is a good thing or a bad thing! Sad I know! But anytime someone tells you, you have big ones it is a little uplifting UNLESS they are talking about your butt then it is an insult! Hmm.... ok rambling....back to my story...
.....Isaiah walks in as I am stepping out of the shower then instantly says, "Mommy where is your peepee!" totally serious and shocked at the same time.
"I don't have a peepee Baby!" I tried to
He says terrified with his little bottom lip quivering, "What happened to it?" as if the thought of his falling off too was racing through his busy little 3yr old mind.
After trying to explain peepees and how Mommies don't have them three times without success because in his words "how can "gwirls" go potty if they don't have a peepee" and avoiding the 3yr old 6:30am anatomy lesson, I finally just said, "Mommy's peepee fell off! All little girls peepees fall off when they are super tiny tiny babies and that's how they become girls! Only Daddies and boys have peepees!" This satisfied him and he went about his merry little way! This also satisfied me because I needed to get ready! At the time I didn't realize how big of a mistake I had just made!!
Fast forward many days.....
while "helping" Mommy at the grocery store......
mental image ~ The two of us walking down the grocery store aisles. Isaiah picking up random items I call out to him because he loves being Mommy's big helper when he isn't running around pretending to be a race car and crashing into things and "cutting me off"! Oh how I love it when he does that!
I hear Isaiah mumbling something as people pass by us but I can not hear him clearly. Obviously, the people could hear him better than me b/c I kept getting some odd looks.
All the sudden I hear him while chatting with some unknown
A couple of aisles later where it was packed I hear him saying under his breath, "He has a peepee, he has a peepee, you have a peepee, hers peepee fell off, hers peepee fell off......" with each person he sees. I did not make a huge ordeal and tell him to stop because he was doing it very quietly and most of the looks had stopped so I just let him be rather than cause a giant meltdown in the middle of the store and make him yell out something about "peepees". UNTIL he got to a little boy with long hair who received the brunt end of the lesson........he says to the boy, "Are you a boy or a gwirl?"
The poor boy just stood there silent.
Isaiah repeats loudly, "ARE YOU A BOY OR A GWIRL?" while holding onto the child's arm and the oblivious Mom stares from down the aisle then smiles. Wow she hasn't a clue!
Still no answer....big mistake....the boy should have just answered the question.
Isaiah then says, "I SAID, ARE YOU A BOY OR A GWURL? (Me...."Isaiah that is enough come on son!) IF YOU DON'T KNOW THEN WOOK IN YOUR PANTS AND (Me ...."Isaiah that is enough NOW come on....1...)SEE IF YOU HAVE A PEEPEE. IF YOU (..2...)ARE A BOY THEN YOU HAVE A PEEPEE AND IF YOU ARE A GWIRL THEN IT FELL OFF! GO AHEAD WOOK!"
The boy proceeds to look in his pants and his Mom comes running down the aisle and while I am tugging my son away the little boy screams, "I STILL HAVE MY PEEPEE! I AM A BOY!" at the top of his lungs.
Isaiah who always has to have the last word (can't figure out where he gets it) screams out, "Then tut your hair!"
Needless to say we had quite the discussion and our grocery trip was over!