the little details
When the name “Mommy” is called in this house,
the voice often originates from the bathroom.
So it was yesterday.
So it was.
And the voice calmly calling for assistance was
five-year-old Bergen.
“Yes, son?” I entered the bathroom.
“You politely requested my attention to your utmost needs, dear boy?”
(I think that’s what I said.)
He was standing in front of the toilet.
Pants appropriately around his boy ankles.
All appeared normal from this angle.
Oh.
But not entirely normal.
His boxer shorts were not lowered.
They were, in fact, still neatly at his waist.
“Mom,” Bergen looked at me seriously.
This was obviously not amusing to him.
“I forgot to pull my boxer shorts down before I started to pee.”
Indeed, son.
Indeed, you did.
8 Comments
David T. Robbins
My wife often assists me with the same problematic situation.
LaceyKeigley
I am so grateful then that you are now married so you will no longer need to be humiliated when you are forced to call in strangers or visiting friends to help meet your needs.
nikkie
oh. yes, that happens, doesn't it.
boys.
just this week, i inquired of the males around here, if anyone knew why our shower might smell of urine. no one had an answer.
until a few days later when the nine year old confessed he had in fact been taking care of business as he showered each morning. pleasant thoughts, eh?
happy wednesday, friend.
LaceyKeigley
Great.
So the urine smell just changes locations?
Awesome.
Gretchen
Oh my, could he get any cuter!!! What a button! I hope you gave him a huge hug and kiss!
LaceyKeigley
Hugs and kisses?
Sure, after he was bathed and redressed.
Rachel
That. Is. Hilarious.
LaceyKeigley
More hilarious when you read it.
Less hilarious when you are standing toe deep in urine.