The Adventures of Soapy Wee-wee Boy

Several weeks ago, while I was showering Todd and he observed himself covered in soapy suds, he declared: "I'm Soapy Wee-wee Boy!!"

Which I found amusing, but not significant enough to blog. Well, that changed last night. I was again showering him when he decided:

"I'm going to squeeze my wee-wee."

I had barely opened my mouth to explain why this wasn't a good idea, and that it might hurt, when he grabbed his wee-wee, squeezed it hard, and then exclaimed: "OWWWWWWW!!!!"

You would think it would stop there, but no. Remember, this is the same kid who likes bashing his head into things like stuffed animals and people's hands.

So what do you suppose he did? That's right... he grabbed it and squeezed it AGAIN. And again he cried out "OWWWWWW!!!!"

Sigh... this is why my Facebook status currently reads "Helly's little boy is speshul"!