"Mom, did you know I give myself a wedgie after I'm done going to the bathroom."
"Huh?" After 8 years, I'm still caught off guard by the things that come out of his mouth.
"Yeah, um, yeah." He was just grinning.
I looked at Rachel to see if I was missing something.
I was.
She was shaking with laughter. "You give yourself a wedgie after you poop? Is that to finish the wiping process? Skidmarks?"
I shrieked and starting banging my head on the floor at how WRONG this conversation was.
After 8 years, I still don't get the fascination with poop. What the heck is that about?
Boys are gross. 'Nuf said.
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