It's bath time, and I've washed and rinsed the boy. Now he's just playing. He's on his knees fiddling with the faucet, and one of his nesting bath cups is floating in the water. I hear the sound of a stream splashing into the cup. He looks down and asks, "Poop?"
"No," I reply. "That would be pee."
And thus another life lesson is successfully passed from father to son.
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It's those little lessons that mean so much.
My boy peed on me today while bathing him in the tub. Of course he's only five months, but dammit can't he control himself.
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