Tonight we got on the topic of belly buttons. The kids like to feel my protruding belly button. Jonah thinks it is the baby's "piggy toes" he is feeling. I showed him my belly button. He chuckled and said "It's closed". Come to think of it, I don't even remember what my belly button looked like before babies! Brian doesn't remember either :-)
Anyway, Jonah then needed to take a look at Brian's belly button. "That's cool!" he chuckled. Then we had Jonah show us his. We told him he had a pretty cool belly button.
"Yeah. It's just like my p---s", Jonah stated matter-of-factly.
"Bub, how is it like your p---s?", Brian asked.
Jonah responded "Well, it has a little hole in it like my p---s does."
Hmm. Funny how "that word" has become such an everyday word in our house. When we had our first son, it was always spoken rarely, quickly and quietly. I honestly never thought we would talk so freely about these parts. (Note: I'm avoiding it's use here to avoid google crawling my text and associating me with undesirable company!)
Ah, yes. Another day full of smiles.