Scene: Zan, outside, dribbling and shooting a basketball. Ball bounces back and strikes him in the crotch.
Zan: “Ouch!”
Jayna: “What happened, Zan?”
Zan: “The ball just hit me in the penis … which some people call a ‘wiener.’”
And so intensifies the outside world’s poisoning of my child. Homeschooling is beginning to seem very attractive. (Yes, I’m looking at you, Pioneer Woman. Any room on the ranch?)
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My oh My!! The kid seems to be growing up, looking forward to more of such statements in the future (and meanwhile hiding from the fact that my girl will reach that age all to soon!!)
A fuller vocabulary can only be to his benefit I say. Imagine if he didn’t know these things!
I’m sorry, I know I shouldn’t laugh, but it was pretty funny. Kind of. In a hilarious not-funny way =)
There will come a day (in the not-so-distant future) when you will wish that he would still use the word “wiener” rather than any of the plethora of other words that he will soon learn.
My 44 year old husband still convulses in fits of giggles if anyone says the word ‘wiener’ around him.
Twenty years ago (may he rest in peace) our giant black lab’s tail accidentally hit one of the neighbor kids and the kid groaned, “Oh, his tail hit me in the wiener!” My husband STILL laughs about that.
De-lurking here…. Your life seems to read just like something straight out of the move Parenthood, which as a childless person I get to laugh at but not fully appreciate. Thanks for the hefty reminders that I am so not ready for kids yet.
I have learned most of what I know about the wider world from my grandchildren. When they are swimming at our house and their parents are not around, that’s when I learn what they REALLY know. We have a deal: what happens at Granddad and Beth’s STAYS at Granddad and Beth’s. (I am their step-grandmom, with no kids of my own, so they seem to think they can say anything in front of me and I won’t freak out like the other adults. . .)
Oh, I can so relate. While watching Jacoby steal home the other day, my 7-year old son said “Do you think that hurt his balls, daddy?”. To which, of course, my husband replied “no, kiddo. Jacoby’s are made of steel.”
True exchange! Oh, and farts are very funny at our house, too. In case you’re wondering what may come next.
I prefer the use of “penis” myself. But I have to admit I lower my head and pretend like I don’t know what’s going on when they use it at the grandparent’s house.