Oscar is three, nearly four now. I love/hate this age for so many reasons but one of the best things has to be the commentary. He is as chatty as my others were but even more self possessed. Yesterday he joined the rest of the squad for Crossfit Kids class.
Me: “Oscar, do you need to use the bathroom? Mom’s going and I can take you…”
Oscar: “Yes mommy, I need the potty.”
I availed myself of the facilities first, to which he replied with great consternation:
“Mommy, by the way you have a really small penis!”
He nearly fell over laughing.
“Its SMALLER THAN MINE!!!!”