
As a preface, this story is probably not internet-appropriate ... and yet it's just too great to forget. Last night after dinner, in the bath, Miles was washing his parts (yes, all of them), when he suddenly had the most puzzled, interested look. He looked up and asked, "we have beans for dinner?" - yes, Miles, we had bean burritos - next, all of a sudden: "there are
beans in my
peni" (although I should know better, we call his little part a "peni" because it's such a cute little word for such a cute little part). He was very excited -
There are beans in my peni - over and over. (chuckle) I didn't give him an anatomy lesson about his testicles, or tell him that the "beans" where there even before he ate dinner ...